(491)

                             

             

 

When lover embraces the vision

Satan, in despair, takes decision

To throw the ropes of animal desires

Play evil craft, but, finaly he retries.

                             (492)

 

 

 

                                     

 

The beloved and the lover

A final success, they discover

'Tis lover's right

Not possible to miss, slip and flight.

                             (493)

 

 

 

             

 

The beloved and the lover

A final success, they discover

'Tis lover's right

Not possible to miss, slip and flight.

                             (494)

              

 

                                                                                

 

Love energises and empowers

Infusing the strong stamina to lovers

Against, fear, fright and frowning

Of all opposing forces, nor for crowning.

                             (495)

 

 

 

                                                                                   

 

Love does  not fly alone

And goes on slightly unshown

It has no one-sided traffic rule

No fear of calling as foul and fool.

                             (496)

 

 

 

                                                                                        

 

Love is sacred love is holy

It is above all the relation wholly

Love cannot be entitled with any relation

It deals with heart, mind and cardial sensation.

                             (497)

 

 

 

                                                     

 

The noise of cups

And the bubbles in wine

Is a good scale and a measure fine

For the intensity of thirst

Going to be burst.

                             (498)

 

 

 

                                                                     

 

Beauty has no cover, no veil or any curtain

It has its own face, its grace does sustain

Beauty is like a sweet and exotic fragrance

It cannot be hidden, it tends to expose its significance.

                             (499)

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                

 

Magic is a mystery assured

It is indeed beauty's sword

It is bewildering amazing surprise

Magic is a beautiful action to mesmerise.

                             (500)

 

 

                                                                                 

 

Fondling is a flame for love to enhance 

Whispering, chatting and to dance

Exchanging thoughts, and mutual talks

Is marriage of minds, and hearty locks.

                             (501)

 

 

                                                                                              

 

Love, vision and union is a triangular instinct

Love does not believe on distance to distinct

The lover is born with lucky mark

To enjoy sight and vision as a loving spark.

                             (502)

 

 

 

  

 

O Lord, thanks a lot

For bestowing the heaven

Of love, light and vision

And a union of  divine fragrance

Please throw not

In the hearth of your ignorance.