In Stroll
Like women
Parks, jungles wear makeup
Colourful, attractive, the jaws fall.
Use the shades and rimmel
As well as powder, base.
Eyebrows well-plucked
And eyelids are enlarged.
Body-wise Aphrodite
Entrap, grab eyes,
Make tinder, set flame.
But in room and in bed
When shower, after rain
Wash away beauties
And expose the hidden
Too boring and tasteless
Become the ugliest
When trunks become legs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! What an amazing analogy has been drawn between a woman and park or a jungle. This comes as a fine study in nature. Beautiful poem. Loved reading it. Thanks.
Thank you Rajnish...thanks a lot