Thy youth is feeble, so is transient
For Haven’s sake, let it not rot or clot;
Prohibit treacherous future time’s plot
Instead throw wet kisses, n’ grow valiant.
Waters of the Torrens river clean and pure
None wants to see stagnated;
Dazzling physique, soon be cremated
Hard autumn follows spring leaves, nature is so sure.
Chaste snow spreading over Lofty
Destined to melt at noon;
Chubby cheeks turn wrinkle soon
Oh ! world perturbed, honour desires’ probity.
Pearl-teeth-smile, kindles red fire
None could resist moral chain;
Like a tree in a blaze, watching you wane
Thou Nero plays pipe, all debauchery in pyre.
Coral lips pushing bounds
Come closer rest on mine;
Turn deaf to world, set free the line
Anoint my deep wounds.
Under the leaves, evoking rhapsody
Mingle into one- drift we alight;
Quench craving- a commencement flight
Erotic roll over- be canonised Lady.
~ Kuma Raj Subedi