WOMAN
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 25th Dec 2919)
It is not called
'Fall in Love' , O Man!
With Woman,
Your mother too
In  your playful senses'
spree,
The World is always wrapped around
By Love's unspoken mystery.
Creation's choicest destiny!
Body is only to fetch the Blossoms
Pure, sacred and free,.
Your Lust can never give rise
To this highest harmony.
Your choice is imperative:
Truth or the hellish infernal Abyss,
Woman is created for you
To take you to the land of Bliss.
(Puri, Odisha. 25th Dec 2919)