The Beauty Of Dakatia Poem by Saikat Adhikari

Once I wandering beside the Dakatia,
The darling child of Bangla,
In an alone afternoon.
Nothing to have,
Nothing to lose,
I and she were very close.
I thought and thought
How can I express,
The mind blowing beauty,
I have faced.
I was in search of similes
And metaphors,
But my mind realized soon
All the ornaments of all the languages
Are not able enough
To make the beauty express.
She herself is the conception
What is beauty and what is attraction.