Dear girls! Take a note.
Gents and sages in all ages
Are out to volunteer to you
Not by the impulse of friendship
But by the impulse of courtship.
Some hide it to last.
Others sooner or later
Let it out.
Allow them to shine on you,
Like the sun beams on the leaves.
You are only energized.
Wake up when they turn as goats
Setting their teeth on your leaves.
21.12.2000, Bhubeneswar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem