Penned By B D Narayankar
Last evening
an intelligent,
beautiful girl
over phone innocently
told me:
You are a flatterer
You flatter every woman
by calling them beautiful
How should I tell her:
I see you (beloved) in her
And how should I tell you:
I see them in you
You are in each
one of them
You mirror womanhood
They mirror womanhood
How should I tell
her?
And how should I tell
you,
my love?
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