She smiles .....a benevolent radiance glows....
From her moon-like face ....a divine grace overflows !
Her flawless features ...her amazing perfection is a rare joy to behold
Her moon face.... flanked by scented jasmine braids defines a beauty untold !
The brightly painted tigers dancing in merry abandon attract
The children ....the young boys move... in a rhythm so exact ....
The night is ablaze with a riot of bright lights
The town is awake to see the wonderful sights
At my house gates I used to stand...and wait
For Her to pass though it would be often very late
The veshas were mysterious, exciting too
Past mid night the crowd would dwindle down to a few
A short fitful sleep.. then .... when she returned from her touring
At the crack of dawn ,during the wee hours of the morning
I would be up at the window as she went back to her abode...
For a year ..then again return to bless us with joys manifold !
From her moon-like face ....a divine grace overflows !
Her flawless features ...her amazing perfection is a rare joy to behold
Her moon face.... flanked by scented jasmine braids defines a beauty untold !
The brightly painted tigers dancing in merry abandon attract
The children ....the young boys move... in a rhythm so exact ....
The night is ablaze with a riot of bright lights
The town is awake to see the wonderful sights
At my house gates I used to stand...and wait
For Her to pass though it would be often very late
The veshas were mysterious, exciting too
Past mid night the crowd would dwindle down to a few
A short fitful sleep.. then .... when she returned from her touring
At the crack of dawn ,during the wee hours of the morning
I would be up at the window as she went back to her abode...
For a year ..then again return to bless us with joys manifold !
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