The forehead a tiny east

That the east goes far most

The hair shadows the time

That the night forgets to arrive

The nose perfect in sculpture

That the lovely rose is reticent

The structure an ultimate shape

That the nature lacking of drape

Eyes glow as attractive stars

That the galaxy also amazed

Lips signify the transparent smile

That the smile fear to challenge

The face a new definition of glamour

That the mirror gazes at the charm

Voice reverberate the music

That the melody jumps into voice

The gait slow and flow like current

That the swans hesitate to follow

The heart real as temple of love

That the angels suspicious of theirs

The intellect collective of creative

That the creator is proud of its naive

Is it a dream or imagination?

If real, how fortunate that the earth

Is walked on by those tender steps

And how lucky that its soul mate

To walk seven steps with the beauty

Oh, let the dream become true once

And may the beauty earn many hearts 


                     By: R K CHOWDARY