Poonam

Coloring the horizon
As the dawn breaks
Arrives a doe eyed beauty
Causing ripples in the still waters
Just a casual glance stolen.

A pair of clearest depths
And one can see the world in
Brightest contrast with the gracious dark
Reflect the creation of the creator.

Magically sculpted slant
She breathes fragrance in and out
Embarrassing scent of flowers
Makes one lose his senses.

Dangle earrings from the lobe
On guard to warn us mortals
A moment more you stare
Will never remember existence.

Carries color of vitality
On her twin rosy petals
Tempt even the holy
To kiss the nectar
To lose forever
To be forever.

Her long dark hair
Caresses by the soft breeze
Play hide and seek
Over her moonlike face
And when she admonishes the mischievous locks
With a gentle touch of her hand
Her smile makes even Venus repent
How could she make someone more fortunate than her?

Blushes swan secretly
When she looks around
Pride was all he had
Looses it to nubile lass.

Delicately crafted laterals
Like a wild virgin flow
Carve a serpentine movement
Whenever she gets excited
Capable of making one’s horizon dark forever
Only have to rise and fall

Stems the fountain of youth, the virgin swells
Hold the promise of eternity
Drapes her bosom venus
Lest she be forgotten.

Ripe fruits of beauty
Supported by a thin waist
Makes even cupid wonder
Will hold or let go.

The flat smooth stretch
Punctuated by a ring
Amaze even the wildest desert
Nourishing an oasis right in its heart.

The long smooth stems
Add grace to grace
Bcoz when she walks
The movement stills the movements.

Her skin glows like moonlight
On a dark darker night
The aura of sun fades
When she draws the curtain aside.

Full moon owes it to moon
Her glow reckons no parallel
She speaks only but symphony
She walks only but grace
She lets only bet obsession
She inspires only but awe
She draws only but comparison
She dreams but only dreams
Epitomizing the world hitherto unknown
She is a new awakening, reckon!