The Most Mesmeric Voice........
(c) Shilpa Sandesh Glorified is my morning, As the most beautiful flowers, Caressed my ears, as I opened my eyes, I heard your voice, Prepossessing and mesmeric, Was it an illusion? Was it for actual? How I wish to be adorned, In the most handsome voice in this universe, Only my heart knows, It is like a leaf, Falling softly on the earth, As the earth curls up coyly; Like a nectar, The drops of which, fall one after the other, Bathing the damsel's skin; Like a shooting star, Filling the humble heart, With wishes to win him forever; Like a string of precious pearls, Delicately embellished, Around a marble figurine; Like.... And my soul begins to yearn, For the moment, When thy voice shall fondle my ears, For real........