Cleopatra Of My Soul Poem by Prabir Gayen
Cleopatra Of My Soul
- Cleopatra of My Soul-
Such ethereal beauty
Tenuous cover
Like mist wraps a virgin earth,
Sweet as honey from new burst bud,
Thou art like the grace of a flower,
Coming from womb of leafy douceur,
Lips like the Oread -a lovestruck mountain Nymph,
Thou art a vision of an overindulgent bard,
A pure image that only heart can dare to share.
Thy prime and thy stature,
Will shine like Western Star,
Helena's Cup of radiance,
And Cleopatra's vow,
Thou art both in perfect combination though,
Soft shouldering thy charm
Is a battlefield thou hold,
No Cleopatra can ever imagine
The Indian beauty with mighty sword,
Thy sword is thy wisdom,
The lone lore of knowing the unknown,
Being loved by divine one,
Thou art coolness of the ocean
And warm like Storm,
To my thrilling mind a trilling tune,
Beyond thought waves always love
The ocean,
However strong and restless be,
Ocean embrace it's wave with vast arms,
However turbulent it comes to be,
In my warm increasing pain for love
Unknowable thou art bosom to float,
With arms stretch thou wilt embarce
With coolness of knowledge.
Beyond argument an Indian Cleopatra of my silent Soul.
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Such ethereal beauty Tenuous cover Like mist wraps a virgin earth, Sweet as honey from new burst bud, Thou art like the grace of a flower
Thou art like the grace of a flower, Coming from womb of leafy douceur, Lips like the Oread -a lovestruck mountain Nymph, Thou art a vision of an overindulgent bard,
Coming from womb of leafy douceur, Lips like the Oread -a lovestruck mountain Nymph, Thou art a vision of an overindulgent bard, A pure image that only heart can dare to share. Thy prime and thy stature, Will shine like Western Star,
Lips like the Oread -a lovestruck mountain Nymph, Thou art a vision of an overindulgent bard, A pure image that only heart can dare to share. Thy prime and thy stature, Will shine like Western 🌟 ...
Such ethereal beauty Tenuous cover Like mist wraps a virgin earth, Sweet as honey from new burst bud, Thou art like the grace of a flower, Coming from womb of leafy douceur
However strong and restless be, Ocean embrace it's wave with vast arms, However turbulent it comes to be, In my warm increasing pain for love Unknowable thou art bosom to float, With arms stretch thou wilt embarce With coolness of knowledge.
Thou art both in perfect combination though, Soft shouldering thy charm Is a battlefield thou hold, No Cleopatra can ever imagine The Indian beauty with mighty sword, Thy sword is thy wisdom,
Lips like the Oread -a lovestruck mountain Nymph, Thou art a vision of an overindulgent bard, A pure image that only heart can dare to share. Thy prime and thy stature, Will shine like Western Star, Helena's Cup of radiance, And Cleopatra's vow,
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4/26/2024 1:09:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
HOLD ON just wait and see JULIUS CAESAR COMING r u taking my Cleopatra from me? ? ? ASK WILL HE LOL lol
Yes...I am anxious to meet Mr Ceaser.....