On The Facebook See I The Face Of Yours, Only Yours, The Curls Hanging Over Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

On the Facebook,
See I the beautiful face of yours,
Only yours,
The curls hanging over,
Coming upon by chance
Just the sideways sometimes,
The eyes lustrous-lustrous,
The lips luscious-luscious.

I taking a glimpse of, catching sight of
The lovely and dark eyes,
dark and deep
And lovely,
The cheeks lovely-lovely
And appleyish,
Roseate-roseate
And the lips pink.

On the Facebook meet I, get a glimpse
Of your sweet and lovely face
On the Facebook,
The ace so attractive and charming
And lovely and sweet,
A face never seen before,
A belle, blonde so sweet and glistening,
Are you the same Facebook girl?