Beauty Poem by Upendra Majhi

Ordinarily koel will not sing
, only if love is in your heart,
Love Idea to apply in mind.
She mightsing,
Then wander the city on your pony,
Holding rose in your hand, of colour pink
Look for the beauty,
"For whom your inner self
tremble like a lute string, "
Disembark you must,
On your knee you stand,
Put the rose in her hand
Koel says yes, you heard God,
While listening to me,
Koel is the pure science.
You Just wear an applied mind.