28/11/2023
I have never seen one with such beauty as you,
Yours is the beauty of the sculptured idols of Ajanta,
Your beauty has bewitched my gaze,
Your beauty is an alluring song,
Your beauty is a heady fragrance,
Yours is the beauty of scented moonlight,
Yours is the beauty of a haunting melody,
Yours is the beauty of a blossoming garden,
Yours is the beauty of the first light of dawn,
Yours is the most exquisitely hewn beauty,
Warm and smooth as sandalwood,
Pure and delicate as marble,
It is impossible to describe that beautiful beloved,
Praise to Your Creator!
To look at You is to become spellbound,
Praise to Your Creator!
It is impossible to describe that beautiful beloved,
I don't know what enchantment your gaze wrought,
My heart became drawn to you irresistibly,
The bright dawn of my face, the dusky twilight of my tresses,
All that was mine is now devoted to you,
Your eyes met mine,
And ever since then a spell has been woven,
I feel that I have become beautiful,
Praise to Your Creator!
Your face is fresh as a flower,
Is it Your face in its brilliance or is it the moon itself?
Your face is sheer poetry,
Your face has the beauty of the lotus flower,
Your face is an artist's thought and also its translation,
Your face is both dream and realization,
Your face is some magical tale,
Your face is both certainty and supposition,
Your face is like no other seen anywhere,
Splendidly luminous, dazzlingly radiant!
It is impossible to describe that beautiful beloved,
Praise to Your Creator!
To look at You is to become spellbound,
Praise to Your Creator!
