On sun and moon of palace cast thy sight
Enjoy her flower like face, her fragrant light.
Thine eyes shall never see in hair so black.
Beauty encase a brow so purely white.
The ruddy rose cheek proclaims her claim,
Though fail her name whose beauties we indite.
As sways her gait, I smile at hips so big
And weep to see the waist they bear so slight.
By Abubello
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beauty encase a brow, good