She is bestowed with beauteous nature's gifts.
He waits in the street longing to see her lovely looks.
He tries to accost her but stops as she raises her brows.
Seeing his alarming looks, a smile sparkles on her lips.
"O my angel! This is enough to pass a month", he whispers
and goes back to the hostel as if he were visiting the heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem