POEM: Romantic Appreciation

What perfection in creation
In life face of a charming damsel
Any prize paid for her sake
Cannot but be too low

A creature so well structured
Has rekindled in my very self
That emotional large that
Accompanies one’s youthful age

A garment long removed and hung
Has been thrown on my neck
Out of no wish of mine
Man is nothing but flesh

When my angels turns her back
As though she is facing one
When she opens her smiling teeth
They are not short of white snow
When she blinks her eyes

They are the lightning’s flash
In which current is made to flow
Out of senses one goes
You have seen a murdered soul
Out of love with his assassin

For unity with her he yearns
One of the worries of life
That is not it all
In a morality she is rich
What else is desired in love?
When these merits are met?
Gentle and humane as a woman
But determined more than a man

These are qualities inborn
Not imitated later on
Conscious of her beautiful self
Yet that, she exhibits not,
The attitude of girls loose
What a reserved queen

My mind is once more wet
After the long persistent drought
But this diamond in human shape have got in my nest
An angel among the earthen ones
This is just what I feel

A sincere emotion expressed
Can you apportion blame?
When has frankness become a sin?
Am I to be called names for appreciating God piece of
art?

His perfection in this wonderful being
The holiest feels same
The above poem is written by one of our reader, whom
as once shared his poem with us; he now wishes to
share his experience with a beautiful damsel with us.

Just as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I sure
believe the lady addressed in this poem is sure a
goddess. I hope you enjoyed the poem?