Penned By B D Narayankar
Whenever I watch this milky moon
I ask her -
Have you seen anybody as beautiful
as my Love?
The moon says -
I swear on the moonlight
there is no one, no one
as beautiful as your Love!
Whenever I watch these flowers
I ask the garden -
Have you seen anybody as beautiful
as my Love?
The garden says -
I swear on every flower
there is no one, no one
as beautiful
as your Love1
Whenever I see my Love's gait
I ask myself -
is this a flow of ecstasy?
Whenever I see her tresses
I ask myself - are they the story of
the night?
Whenever I see my Love's lips
I ask myself -
Are they the fragrant roses?
Whenever I see the grail
I ask the grail -
have you seen an intoxicant as beautiful
as my Love?
The grail says -
I swear on the tipsiness
there is no one as intoxicating
as your Love
The beauty which she
have been gifted with
has deprived God
of all Godliness
Should I liken her to Mir's Ghazal
Or address her as
Khayyam's Rubayee?
I ask a poet -
Have you seen anybody
as poetic as my Love?
The poet says -
I swear on my poetry
there is no one, no one
as poetic
as your Love!
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