She is an oracle
To precisely tell my mood
Sad, hungry, tired or ill
Regardless of my great effort to disguise it
She would look straight into my eyes
With love, care and anxiety
Shake her head at my objections
To scry my mood with the deft accuracy
Of an experienced crystal gazer
Then shower me with more love
(Tuesday 23rd November,1999,6.07 pm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sublime poem.Thank u.anjandev Roy.
Thank you Anjandev. I appreciate.