The Palmist Of The Rustic Love Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Beloved, your palm is very fine,
the fate line strong ehnough,
Had troubles in the past,
But now has cleared all that,
Your fate is taking turns,
Good fortunes seem to be around,
Your love lives around the place,
Not far from,
But from the nearer locality
You will get a loving and dear husband
With Lakshmi and Saraswati,
Meaning hereby wealth and learning,
You need not worry, dear,
An innocent village girl
Where will you go,
The townsmen not good
And the towns congested and dirty,
Where will you a girl like you,
So simple and guileless?