She is a girl, godly creation
Carries joy for your deadly hours
Cuckoo sounds for her, heavenly flower (Parijata)blossoms
She is rare in creation, not like other animals
Don't let her cry or punish, because
She is the joy for you ever
Such a nice start, Dr. Bedadyuti. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really sweet, both the poem and the subject