She winged into my life as a migrant bird
Her beauty held my breath
Cupid was all over me
But I faltered, was she an illusion?
Her poetic bust moved my heart
As if the earth spilled out all its beauty
Her blue eyes were a deep sea
With waves of gems and jewels
Mirage of gems I chanced upon
I dived into the glitter of the sea
But returned empty handed
I searched her as someone
Who glints in eternity?
Is love on my brow?
Again I will lead a vagabond life
No pity for missing you, my dear
Perhaps I'll win this love in my next birth
Alas! I will keep the pebbles in my heart
Be happy with that hope
I will treasure the pebbles as a token of love
Till my last breath, till we meet!
Cupid was all over me Is love on my brow? ... beautiful expressions and great expectations....... thank you dear poet.
Verily, hope and good heart really reach to the destination of of our Will......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poetic expression with an expectation for such love in next birth........the part of journey nicely manifested. Thank you Sir for inviting to read such a beautiful poem.