Hey handsome young lad
Don't lose your heart
To the beautiful girl of college street
She's not the girl of your dream
She's the song of summer
Melody that echoes
long after you hear
She's the lyric of love
Listening that even the cruel gate keeper of the college long for love
She's the beauty as Beatrice
Romeos roam near the college gate
Just get a glance of her
She's the flame of fire
That'll burn you in to ashes
Above all she is the demon's dame
In a disguised attire
She's cunningly cute
Naive but nutty
Enough to drive you crazy
Hey handsome young lad
Don't fall for her
Beautifully curled hair
You'll be lost in the color of amber
Don't fall for her hypnotic eyes
They misguide guys
She looks, looks and picks their pocket
Don't fall for her plastered smile
She'll smile, smile and make you cry
Don't fall for her pale pink chicks
They're freak
They'll tempt you to kiss
Don't fall for her lips and hip
You'll slip
Hey handsome young lad
Don't lose your heart to the Beautiful girl of college street
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Femme fatale, described with wit and fine words... Thanks Bakuli.