Oh My Beautiful Lady

  In the waves of sweet silent thought,
I lacked many things that I really sought!
One night while drawing her over the glittering sand,
The pen slipped away from my shivering hand!
Next day the wind blew her up in the sky,
And I felt that she had sighed a deep sigh!
Again, I brought her through my passionate mind,
To wonder about her fashion that where could I find?
She covered her face with the innocent hand,
While the ears were listening to the winds' chiming band!
I glanced at the ground around the black marble statue
And felt there's no limit to the little wonders' virtue!
Oh my beautiful lady, you taught me how to think
And thus I found deep in my soul the broken missing link!


More by :  Seema Banerjee

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