MYTH OF THE NIGHT !
I ask noon if it has met anyone like you
I hunt for the face like yours all around
The buds haven’t found anyone like you
Florists aren’t sure of flowers like you
With that gait on heaven or the earth
The killing tresses, the lotus petal lips Intoxicating eyes only myth of the night
The Google confirms ‘ur special status
Your uniqueness makes one really crazy
What should I call you,a Beauty or Bomb
If I may say so there is no poem like you .
©️®️Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai@India
