Poem 6 Poem by Satyabrata Barik

Girls possess a magic, a spellbinding art,
Turning idleness into purposeful hearts.
From ignorance they raise, to wisdom's shining light,
Their transformations endure, igniting life's flight.

Masters of persuasion, they hold minds in sway,
Delving into depths where words can't portray.
With love and respect, they shape destinies grand,
Molding the universe with a tender hand.

In their presence, the world feels freshly made,
As if creation's dawn in every cascade.
And you, my dear girl, my love knows no end,
Promise to stand by me, as fate may bend.

Together we'll journey, hand in hand we'll stride,
Facing every challenge, with love as our guide.
For in your eyes, I find my truest home,
With you, my love, I'm never alone.