Life....

My Dreamgirl

In the rose garden in the middle of the town

She rises out of the flowers in a silk gown

In the cool wind he silk gown flows

In the sunlight her fair skin glows

The fragnance of the flowers is nullified by her scent

She’s the one about whom I’ve always dreamt

And then with a twist she turns around

My eyes forget to blink and are left spell-bound

Flowers start to bloom when she smiles

As deep as the ocean are her blue eyes

She’s so gorgeous and yet so delicate

The charm of her face I’ve no words to state

She’s as fresh as the dawn and as light as a flower

When she speaks instead of words fall flowers

Her hair are black…as black as the night

Her body glistens like a jewel in daylight

Her skin is so soft and her features so sharp

That her skin would even glow in the dark

She’s so beautiful that the mirror is jealous to reveal her image to herself

And that even Snow-White would shy away with her seven elves

If one sees her he’d be perplexed by her beauty

And for her he’d do any sort of duty

Then she walks on the grass and looks so sweet

That each blade of grass would be glad to get crushed under her feet

Her lips are red as red as a rose

One would faint if she’d strike a pose

With her curled eyelashes and rosy dimpled cheeks

It looks like beauty at its best – at its peak

She has a rose in her hand and in her hair a curl…

Yes she’s no-one else but my dream girl

posted by Bhaskar Azad @ 4:06 PM