Since morning he becomes lovely and descent.
Dyes white beard, makes up his dent.
If flattery is an art he is master of art.
By evening he is more than over smart.
Starts praising dishes she nicely cooks,
'Darling! how pretty and appealing your looks! '
How clever, her hysteria completely ignores.
How sometimes she pinches and bores!
By the night he becomes a flirting reptile.
Kind is a woman to a beggar juvenile!
For a beggar too naughty she has diamonds in gold.
How turns in a necklace, let me keep untold.
'In the name of God! ', he begs and prays.
'Not a plate of alms, but trays after trays.'
Retired by the unkind hot day lights,
admired by the weak end soothing nights!
An interesting poem......................................10
Nicely thought and written poem........I liked it. I invite you to read my poems.Thanks.
I have to be sincere to literature, this piece lacks the initial build up of the plot and leaves the imagination to do a lot of work. Would be nice if this poem could please the senses a little more, then it will be perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thus the naughty beggar has learned the art of getting armfuls by hook or crook! Interesting poem!