I'm not skilled to paint the charm of your face
and catch you when you on the porch, flit.
Did you descend down from a heavenly race
to activate my sleeping wits a bit?
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Your smiles aren't crafty but captive
of hearts temptable and lecherous.
When you offer smiles in plenty
from low to high, the bard to lord,
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The goddess isn't the perennial river
for all those here and there to dip and bathe.
When rogues and brutes come near, they must shiver
and go off you, Gazalle, in good faith.
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Come on my dear smiling heavenly star
and inspire this dull brain to shower songs!
Make my heart weep for the poor near and far
and shake the reigns which against them, do wrongs.
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O my Gazelle! It's easier to capture
the Red Fort in Delhi, the Capital
or the Fort of St. George in Chennai
but harder to enter the fortress
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Sweep up the Gazing Eyes!
Show not me your jaunty smiles
and lull not me by thy soothing voice.
You're a brigand in the journeys of men
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1. The butchers of cows
May migrate to the ashrams
To absolve their sins.
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The insane jihadists make bombs
In the factories set up at home
And place them in crowded places
As their high command dictates.
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