SECRETLY CONFESS

 SECRETLY CONFESS

 
Romanticism is the wrong word to use,
A beautiful woman on the billboard lies,
Lurking smile, wavy hair, and attire,
Illuminated in the night, hearts in despair, (1)

 An angelic face, unknown, is staring,
Stealing glances, amused, life is singing.
No chance to meet or greet is possible,
Why are our eyes fascinated by trouble? (2)

 Once I watched an attractive figure,
Failed to recognize her allure.
Moving in a long saree, slim body,
Why engrossed in it, studying sadly? (3)

Her perfumes and magnetic demeanor,
On the bus, shocking; I found it pathetic.
Questions: Is it juvenile delinquency?
Have I lost all conscience and decency? (4)

Never infatuated with any woman;
The mind is the culprit nobody can outplay.
Discipline flickers less, silently guided.
Look away from the wild mind that presided. (5)

Countless thoughts, imaginary weavings,
The heart is immersed in the perceived.
Lost peace of mind, a wakeful night,
A dream never fulfilled brings fright. (6)

The day love entered life was astonishing.
All the predators quickly vanished.
She is in the heart, mind, and soul.
Her beautiful presence reveals a goal. (7)

Infinite trust and confidence grow well.
Her eyes are beautiful and glamorous.
Gossip of the past searching for a life,
Secretly confess all; remove strife. (viii)

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Date: 27 June 2026
Themes: Blissful married life shields
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