Oh Marathi-Sindhi beauty,
I did not know that you'd intrude,
Deep in my heart & mind.
Your looks are elfin gorgeous,
I am downright stumped,
Of your positive attitude I'm a fan.
Your daily schedule is admirable,
Not many youngsters are organized,
And the majority roam aimlessly.
I so admire that you teach kids,
I see responsibility in your eyes,
Not many care for their families.
How you manage tuning the strings,
Happy & content you are always,
You smile how so ever be the things.
From you the world will learn,
Jealous from the respect you earn,
To be like you they will yearn.
So yes, the respect grows deep,
Down at the bottom of my heart,
As water to roots it will seep.
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 5:32 AM UTC
Oh Marathi-Sindhi beauty,
I did not know that you'd intrude,
Deep in my heart & mind.
Your looks are elfin gorgeous,
I am downright stumped,
Of your positive attitude I'm a fan.
Your daily schedule is admirable,
Not many youngsters are organized,
And the majority roam aimlessly.
I so admire that you teach kids,
I see responsibility in your eyes,
Not many care for their families.
How you manage tuning the strings,
Happy & content you are always,
You smile how so ever be the things.
From you the world will learn,
Jealous from the respect you earn,
To be like you they will yearn.
So yes, the respect grows deep,
Down at the bottom of my heart,
As water to roots it will seep.
The title in Marathi means 'I'm missing you'.
And this one is for my special friend Bhumi.
My HP Poem #995
©Atul Kaushal
