Your Golden Hairs Poem by Gouranga Kar

Do you know, your golden hairs speak the events of thousands of years. A simple glance of it gives solace to one's ocean like sorrows. Its curvey shape speaks about history's mistakes. So one can correct oneself by looking at the curves (of hairs) . The golden color, which creates mirage for butterflies, takes one to histories mysteries. Histories mysteries can be unfurled with the pace of time. But your mysteries- not difficult but impossible to find. Its length tells about the depth of knowledge, we gain from history. But, in romance, your fathomless depth, which spreads like the limitless sky can not be touched or even seen if tries with utmost devotion and great spirit. Enhances your beauty its shape and size, unglamourous looks the queen with the crown on her head, standing by your side. Its blissful and gorgeous look pours beauty on you. For which- your presence makes the rose bare, pale and browny. And brings the beauties of beautiful girls to sad demise. Its softness and fragrance brings awesome feelings in oneself, which he never likes to lose for thousands of years and hundreds of irths. Keats says- a thing of beauty is a joy for ever. But i say- you are the sagacious creation of god whose beauty and romance will last for ever, ever and ever.....