It was not my concern
To look at beautiful woman
Ordinary, simple but looked human
She seemed from village side
As her dress made me to ride
Over thought s and find out
What kind of natural flower she was?
With kid on the back side
She had nothing to hide
But her face reflected real beauty
I thought of great creator, an almighty
Not a lip stick application or make up
That was visible on race top
She bore simple outlook
In disbelief I shook head
You won’t know
How did she blow?
Showed sign of no arrogance
But only beautiful presentation at once
I should do more poems like this on people watching, nice one.
It was not my concern Still turned To look at beautiful woman Ordinary, simple but looked human
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
truly immaculate poem...good word play, rhyming and deep meaning.... 17 minutes ago by senthil nathan | Reply