A cooker in a flirtatious mood
whistles at a black chapati pan
She pretends being busy helping me
Seeing her ignore, a blow on his ego
he whistles again
on the second whistle
she looks sternly at him and ask,
' i hear you whistle daily but
today my patience gives way
to know why do you have to blow,
only to tease me?
though, you know i am black and ugly
not pretty as your other friends? '
Playfully a mischievous whistle blows again
with a smile and sparkling eyes he replies,
'oh my beautiful black beauty! !
you may not be pretty as others
but for me you are very precious sweetheart! !
Daily, I find you burning HOT with me,
In your silence I find a pain you bear,
A love you share with me is not unknown to me
that I couldn't resist falling in love with you. :) ;)
eventually, a hot love story begins! !
...Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem