Poet Chan Mongol
November 11 of 2019
I am obsessed with her angel like beauty
My love for her increased and met the density.
She is my dream girl, the only mate
She is my world, the target of daily date.
Dealing the feeling with her pretty face
She is the one whom I desire and daily praise.
Life is the mystery and so is the paradise
She clicks, pops up and she makes me to rise.
She is not my nightmare but my lucky charm
She gives the signal to hold her arm firm.
I am selfish because, I feel she is mine
Hungry and greedy for her and she is so divine.
Now, to reveal her identity will not be nice
She is hidden in the crowed and in disguise.
She is my romance, the chemistry to function
She is my love, my star, the only obsession.
I am made of clay and just a dirty human
But she is the angel who is in the far heaven.
My strong desire is for her as she is the best
One whom I never met is the sweetest to taste!
She is my imaginary soulmate and my only lover
I decorate her in my way though never seen her!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem