Your intimidating eyes
Encapsulates the skies
Of thunder and hailstorm
yet you are so warm..
Those hairs leaning down
when no ones around
carelessly kissing your forehead
As if something has been left unsaid! ! !
Ohh. Look at your mole On the Right side of your shoulder..
As if beholding a story so older..
That Birth mark on your left Arm
Is nothing but a charm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem