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To My Lady!

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Pukar Dhital

Strangers now they seem to me, those whom I have had known for long,
And this mind knows no reason why it has stopped wandering to places where it once dwelled happily,
Those companionship of maidens, I have had been bestowed with, now is but void
The jocund seem now a distant stories and so do things that intoxicate me
Men—my friends, who were by my side at my call, have I not but left behind?
These ever inviting and tempting myriad roads that had always welcomed me to unknown destinations have now lost its inducement
The moments have but all seized to this present a time,
Just one thought—that figurine—
That charming face that soothes my soul,
Thatcomforting smile that allures my heart,
Those lotus lipswhose taste can be no less than an elixir,
That moon like fairness that radiates love,
That tender pleasing curvaceous that invites me to hold you tight and close
And Oh! Those well-shaped hands and feet, which motion in perfect symmetry
Those restless demeanors like the Gangesseekingthe strongest heart to rest upon,
And her fragrance that lures me blindly
Her sweet voice and incessant talks in the abyss of which I get lost— enthralled!
And all my buoyant, all my luxuries find its comfort in that angelic a figure
For what fault a bee has to love that precious a flower?
If it be I to rein my mind, I choose to flee from these fatal enticements
For in love men have perished and angels have fallen!
But it’s thine fault who has possessed every bit of me
To move along with you would be merry—life aboisterous ride.
If that not be the destiny, to stop from this irreversible fall should be the wise man’s choice
For when the heaven is forsaken, is it not prudent to swerve for purgatory?
But these strong arms and the tender heart wait to hold and love for eons
To that my lady who has reigned my heart and mind.

[A teacher of English literature for the past eight years, Pukar Dhital is a student of philosophy, literature and international affairs. An avid reader of both fiction and non-fiction, he writes in various genres and profoundly adheres to the principle of independent, self, and lifelong learner.]

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