Oh My Beloved Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Her beautiful lips
Waiting for my kiss,
Her Beautiful waist
Increases my quest.

Her soft innocent smile
so mesmerizing is,
And glaring in the glim of shyness
can easily appease
My inmost dryness.
Oh what a beautiful
Is my mistress!

I am just a liar
Made a sin.
See, nothing is forbidden,
Alas! I can't taste the necter
Of my beloved
that god has given.

Oh my beloved...
Come, see
Without you the poet
how can I be?

Now I can't hide
the feeling of my lasting love,
Just to hold it firmly,
I'll not let you perish,
Oh how beautiful my mistress is!