Thursday, February 09, 2006

Breasts

Beautiful and enchanting,
soft and sublime,
hilly and abysmal,
are poems by the creator.

Always allure me with magic
and passionate touch,
silky smooth and ecstatic,
and tease as an enigma.

Milky nectar from the pair
at appropriate time
for nourishment of child
has made eternal mother.

The lovely creations
are epitome of splendor,
for me and my child,
mesmerizing and wondrous.

...M.K.Sanyal

2 comments:

david raphael israel said...

charming and rather deep, Manoj.

btw, if this were my poem I'd consider twaeking << hilly and abyss >> to:
hilly and abysmal
(both are adjectives; abyss is a noun)

cheers,
d.i.

manoj krishna sanyal said...

Thanks David.
I should not but I am prone to such errors.
Thanks again... I am correcting.
Best wishes,
manoj