LA BELLE
- DILS Debojyoti Sinha -
All my hopes and wishes were paralysed; To suck sweet honey from Shakespeare’s hive, Or in Wordsworth’s Nature visualized. And in Keats’ billet doux wanted to dive. All went in vain; Her majesty’s shrewd talent And Manmon’s blind tenants; savage utmost, Crushing the Seat of Muse every moment; Deep agony shrouded me; all spirits lost. But, a day I found you - as if a myth; Ivory hue, big eyes, large hearts, tone pleasant, Expunged all my agony and brimmed with A sweet feeling - heavenly contentment. The living ray of hope ; Oh my La Belle, Love me and live long with your magic spell. ***** | |
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