Debasish Mishra

The Priest Of Beauty - Poem by Debasish Mishra

My heaven is hidden in her eyes,
My haven in her hair;
That with the quiet breeze flies
And spreads the aroma everywhere...

Her smile carries my happiness all
That ripples like waves in seas;
Depths dwell in her eyes small
That madden me with ease...

The soft words flowing from her lips
Feels like novels to me...
My heart wallows in such relationships
Like that of the sun and a tree.

She may not be aware of what I think,
Or all the things that I feel;
She may not be aware of the hopes I drink,
My love for her and zeal.

I do not mind to do forever
This, may be, divine duty;
I do not mind being a silent lover
Or, say, the Priest of beauty....!

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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (3/6/2010 1:27:00 AM)

    the first line was the best because it made the whole interesting (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 14, 2010

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