Thursday, December 14, 2017

My Lady’s beauty shines in all twinkling stars,



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My Lady’s beauty shines in all twinkling stars,
As carbuncle looks up in dark and dreary night,
Your cheeks glow in gloom as cannons in wars,
But for all the watchers, the sight full of delight,
When red, red lips and cheeks my eyes survey,
I see lilies, marigolds, iris and lovely tulips,
Fluttering in breeze, like my Fair’s eyes sway,
Like parrot eye but stronger is steel cage grip,
After toiling of day when I reach at my lodge,
I lay on my bed to rest but cannot take rest,
You live in my ruby eyes my being to dodge,
When I close my eyes your stay proves pest.

Love grows in heart and shines in women’s eyes,
Alas! But behind it dwells eternal sobs and sighs

When I compare your face with my smiling face,



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When I compare your face with my smiling face,
I keep down my fears of separation before you,
That goads me like a tamed white cat full of grace,
When I call for you my mine, my being full of rue,
Time will conquer your age but you in my mind,
Fresh your childhood and pretty colored youth,
You all to your lovers, kind, but to me unkind,
You to me why ruthless and have on other ruth
Doubt canker eating your love petals of flower,
It grows with the flower and stays in it always,
Yea! Canker in the flower does rose-beauty mar,
More strong its being and kills not the sun rays.

Doubt is a love canker, eats love like earth worm,
Free of doubt love never loses its eternal charm.

When I think what to write for my tender readers,



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When I think what to write for my tender readers,
Different thoughts float on my soft mind screen,
Me think they are more than me wise all headers,
Like a cock crowing when the solar spirit, seen,
Visual thought life but not the visual mind freak,
Deceptive is the reason, world; slave of emotions,
The root of human actions, before it reason weak,
As weak as parents’ voice in sacrifice commotions
Silence; the root of man and of the whole universe,
The essence of wisdom and the power of human soul,
Always keep it in tongue wallet as money in purse,
It is life secret on earth O Lady, it is God’s carol.

Silence is to human being as what smell to rose,
Prudence comes with time as the child grows

Woman: a force of nature on earth when I think,




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Woman: a force of nature on earth when I think,
An image appears in my mind of a cruel being,
That bites my heart with hate with visual link
That remains on earth while your age is fleeing,
Your beauty charm will never stay with you,
Your bad deeds stay on earth ever and forever,
Representing your killer thoughts with false woe,
O Rose your bad will my all pleasures devour.
Your smile like a blossomed bud, your lips rose,
Your cheeks shine like ruby in dark and dreary night,
Night moon beauty your soft coral breasts expose,
Your heavenly beauty adds charm in my pen might

I see your cunning smile O Lady, full of self deceit,
My third eye sees all but fails my poor heart beat

One day I find my love sleeping on the floor,



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One day I find my love sleeping on the floor,
Moon light falling from the sky on her cute face,
Looking at her coral breasts opening poetic door,
Rosy cheeks, ruby eyes, on earth heaven grace,
Pretty more than Helen my Lady’s ruby cheeks,
Rose borrows its beauty from my cute, cute sweet,
Koel sings for her since thousands of the weeks,
Larks singing in the sky with my Lady’s lips’ beat.
Time wrinkles on your face, do look in the reflect,
Where flies your beauty and where fly gleeful days,
Time steals your beauty, silver in your hair, a fact,
But I see you in my vision young, I wonder & amaze,

O Lady, beauty, flown from your cheeks, just bones,
Shining in the sun as in the sunlight mountains stones

When I fall on my bed after toiling to sleep,



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When I fall on my bed after toiling to sleep,
You sleep with me your love is in my eyes,
Night, a balm of sorrow, I forget not in seep,
You, when I awake face mundane woe-cries
Let me live in the eyes, and sit under the shade,
On your long hair resting on your coral breast,
Of the jealous world, my poor being is afraid,
But in love I find, that is tart and bitter no rest,
O Rose, you change love as grave changes dead,
I see countless lovers resting in your traitor ball,
Half dead with false promise floor wearing shred
Each night a new lover you prey to on pretty call,

Ah! Happy are those who find true love on earth,
My love, not my love, I am with her since my birth

When I think about you in dark and dreary night,



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When I think about you in dark and dreary night,
Tears float on my cheeks, shine in my red eyes,
Your love consoles me, your being is my plight,
When I recall you hearts weeps with silent sighs,
Sometimes I see your face smiling in my dream,
Turning from me face away, what can I say you,
But your burbling moping cry all day I do seem,
Doubt witch sitting in the heart forgetting the vow,
Making a new oath with my foe, O My Rose,
Your false vow canker dwells, in your poor heart,
Making love pleasures sad, your parrot eye shows,
Red cheeks, silky hair, but your love for me tart,

When I sleep, tears at night fall on my soft pillow,
My cheeks swim in tear-ocean as the swan in billow

What shows silence, what shows your motionless lips?



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What shows silence, what shows your motionless lips?
When I watch the sleeping ocean symbolizing a storm,
When I see in the air flying birds in search of food, roam,
When I see naval hunger darts, the pretty belle slips,
Sometimes I think in lone, My Lady unkind to me,
Sometimes I think why her eyes releasing painful rays,
Sometimes I think who lives in her heart with craze,
I forget you bit by bit but time increasing my worry,
When I gaze in her eyes, I find new love resting there,
Head lying on the soft breast pillow putting arms in arms,
Kissing lips to lips, nose to nose enhancing bed charm
Moving bed with colored sheet, hand crossing, O Fair,

I find the cutpurse of my love in your cunning eyes,
I see in vision, getting the second love, and the first dies

When you leave for campus early morn to teach,



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When you leave for campus early morn to teach,
With dashing garb, colored scarf around her face,
Hanging bag on the shoulders enhancing grace,
As a mermaid singing in sad mood on sandy beach,
Yea! Your glow on the face and your talking eyes,
Your hoopoe dancing stalk at campus with trust,
Your long hair spreading on your protruding breast,
Your lips and black eyes in which love fall and rise
To know your heart ponder over your cute pink ring,
Frisking like sparrow left and right all day I you find,
Your thinking reveals your rosy cheeks none to kind,
Most cruel for lovers, killing love like gallows strong,

But I see treason in your cunning eyes O Rose tonight,
That shows me clearly, crushing my youth love might

What I call this jealous world, my friend or foe?





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What I call this jealous world, my friend or foe?
All around I see wails and woes, cries and sighs,
I see luck in dream wearing blur garb top to toe,
Standing in different colors in a long, long row,
When I see to the sky I see shining stars away,
Hanging over the head in vale red and white,
Roaming clouds spreading in the sky that day,
To find place falling rain in dark thunder night,
I feel my being useless as the growing weed,
Yea! Or like smell less flowers, blooming there
Just for the orchard beauty the farmers feed,
To display his labor the farmer does its care.

Your soft anger sits on your long pretty nose,
As canker lives to grieve in the gentle red rose