Your blazing face is not heavy of your heart,
Graceful eyes are more than your red lips
Your brown cheeks, darky lips why I rare enchant?
And you are epitome of life giving fountains.
Seeing roses decorated with different colour,
I admire holding roses at your cheeks
Your freshness is more charming my dear
But not less than of your body smells.
I long your blubbering lips, although I know well
Your night melodies has a far more pleasing souls;
In fact my soul alert without such atman hail
Your marching resounds my core with your anklets.
Truly, my love is not as anyone's
In fact, you are sounded with world stage.
Anil Mallick
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