O beauty
from whence cometh thy tenderness
polished with ointment from Lebanon
gradually massaging my nostril
with a buzzing fragrance
so pure like a dove
and so sweet like Winesap
O beauty
from whence cometh thy affection
rattling like a tempest
kindling fearful admiration
as i loss my legs in race
begone from here
and let my soul rest in peace
O beauty
with waist like ibom maidens cultural dancer
I pray thee
quench my throat and bowel
on this day, Alack a day
that I may rest burdenless
that I once met a beauty.
The fragrance, the dove beauty, affection, hat I may rest burdenless that I once met a beauty. a very nice poem, very original in expressions..... thank u dear poet. tony
O beauty..... Ipray thee quench my throat and bowel on this day, Alack a day that I may rest burdenless that I once met a beauty.... Nice one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
loved this poem...keep writing dear! God bless! 10