Early morning, evening and night,
I see a star twinkling bright,
I love sweetheart your pleasing light,
Unlike moon, don’t change your sight,
And it’s you not changing your phases,
Why the sun so cruelly erases,
From blue paper your lovely face,
Polygonal charms and your grace,
Where do you sleep during the day,
Like a teen aged doll made of clay,
Are you in love, what do you dream,
Feel you running in my vein’s stream,
A distant beauty beyond my reach,
The old admirer what do you teach.
She looked at me with a tangent smile,
The cold old guy in a moment juvenile!
I stretched my arms towards the sky,
It’s love in that one dreams to fly,
The bright star performed her duty,
Filled my heart with love and beauty!
A wonderfully penned piece to the evening star and goddess of love
The bright star performed her duty, Filled my heart with love and beauty! ...... really amusing. A brilliant poem having stunning expression. Enjoyed with attractive photo provided. Many thanks Akhtar sir....10
A sweet and beautiful poem.......................................10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Splendid picture to go with a splendid poem! A 10