At my seventy…

A man, even at his seventy,

Can be a potential danger

To a woman, even of sixty.

Self restraint is the need of the hour.

12.02.2012

To destroy my cupid

Maybe I embarrass you

If I reveal my love

Or say I love you.

Instead I show it in deeds.

I am sincere to you

And serious about your wants.

Maybe you do not know

I am doing these without a break

Despite no break in your silence.

Maybe you do not know,

I will not turn jealous of one

Who might find your fevour.

Maybe you do not know

I will not be bitter

Even if you slip for someone.

My shyness forbidding,

Your modesty dreading,

I am dumb about my love.

Because you lack knowledge,

You are likely to err

And destroy my cupid.

11.02.2012

Man looks askance.

Woman once was full of innocence;

Man could find a shelter in her presence.

Woman has grown, full of intelligence.

His stay at mercy, man looks askance.

11.02.2012

Woman’s fragrance

Lotus is blessed with a countenance.

Jasmine is blessed with a strong fragrance.

Fragrance in woman is sexiness,

A reflection of high level of hormones.

It’s sexy women that imprison men.

10.02.2012

But for eyes, what are men?

Man touches woman by eyes,

With which he X-rays her parts,

With which he converses with her

And with which he cans her in brain

For later visualization.

But for eyes, men will be impotent.

09.02.2012