When She Smiles, A Ghazal In English Poem by Ravi Kopra

Cherry blossoms sway in spring, when she smiles
They smile cheering, greeting her, when she smiles

She is as beautiful as are her smiles
My heart flutters when at me she smiles

Delicate as the soft silken sari she wears
Sweet, soft, graceful are her smiles

I said namaste when she passed by me the other day
She said nothing but looked into my eyes with smiles

I remember her dark brown eyes, her shoulder length dark brown hair
Fragrance of jasmine flowers she wore - all of her - brings me smiles

Ravi Kopra was so mesmerized by her smiles, he prayed to Allah like this:
Dear Allah, I will become a mullah if you bless me all life with her smiles!