Queen Of Thar
The water roaring gushes down and whispering
Breeze blows by hushing
Flora and fauna to hear your hum
When you come and sing hymn…
You, on top of your head, carry
Frail vessel to have water from waterfall in merry
Mood and flashes smile in jolly way
Having in Gaagra garb in charismatic way…
Bangles of yours hands when chink,
Without reservation in your love I sink,
Your anklets creates love melody when you walk,
And find divine gift of love when you talk…
As the breeze blows by your silky raven
Hairs' strands cascade on the moon of heaven,
Genuflecting I ask you to fill my being with your being,
And make my love sacred with hymn you sing…
Written by: Narendra Rai
Talhar Badin, Sindh…
poem by Narendra Rai
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