Ma'hulika-4 Poem by dipak adhya

Then Ma'hulika smiled and said
Your sketch is pretty well.

I bent my head in adoration
And noticed she is not inclined to my affection.

I said my dear, with all my heart
I want to feel you...
Ma'hulika smiled, and said
Let you touch your forehead
Being puzzled I touched it
And at once she smiled in clear ringing.
I asked, what's the matter?
Ma'hulika explained, I didn't mean it in this manner,
Forehead means luck or fate
But I must admit this affair is great.

In a jovial mood I hold her hand
Didn't she notice there's no demand

Love is the most precious!