With her locks scattered, her eyelids lowered, holding a lamp plate in her hands.
She stands silently at the same place with the moon shining on her face. Sweet aura, white clothes, mole on her cheeks..
With Earrings dancing in the ears, curly hair like a serpentress..
Deep soft eyes like a lake, that looked like a surging flood..
She was smiling softly like a rose blooming on her lips.
Pursed lips, down casted eyelids, with a forehead as broad as mighty Himalayas,
She stirred my heart with so many questions on her lips..
With that long neck like branches, and a sweet feet tumbling smile, Shyly she hides in modesty, taking whole Sky on Earth..!