HIM
Like a ray of light entering,
The pitch dark empty room.
A figure blanked out everything,
Except him, I could see only him.
Pulling each beam of sunlight,
He weaves it to adore as skin.
His swaying hair fringes are like,
Bending down to eagerly gaze him.
Peahen chose him as her mate,
Got tricked by blue-green eyes of him.
Felt his presence, made me forget,
It was a dream, got deluded by him.
Can I steal a bit of his charm?
Bless a womb to nurture this beauty.
The seed of his beauty, impregnated,
My thoughts, to deliver lively poetry.
