I have achieved a beautiful blue sky

When I was in quest of you,

In that sky the twilight gradually gives Place to the twinkling of stars,

Where the blushed moon places her head

In the large breast of the sky out of love. 

Thinking about you I got thousands of poems,

Where the words decorate your portrait by dint of imagination.

Sometimes in the seashore,

Where in the beautiful light of sunset Waves jump on the sandy beach with love.

You gaze at the horizon 

Where the blue sky and the sea kiss each other.

Sometimes I see you in a bungalow

 In the midst of wood,

Standing near the window you enjoy the scenery of mountains.

My words cannot describe the beauty of your large eyes.

Your smile makes my thoughts totally paralyzed.

Yet the words bring near my eyes

 Your picture made of words.

Poetry brings to me  the  treasure

Of your portraits one after another

Depicted by rythm,

But all their efforts fail to paint your beauty.

Sikha Ray