The Herbalist

The Herbalist:- She deals with herbs, She collects the rarest herbs, She creates new drugs, She burns the weeds, She smokes weeds, She bedecks her bun with flowers, She allures us with bluish ferns, She looks beautiful in each turn!! She is the bewitching herbalist, She lets me inhale wildflowers, She exhales aromatic odor, She reddens her lips with herbal color, She heals me within an hour, She entices me to have rain-shower, She believes in her power, I worship her endeavor, She is my broodness healer!! Her swift fingers collect saffrons, Heer eyes recognize the ideal rhododendrons, She collects honey seducing the bees, She picks reddish maple leaves. Her grinder crushes the limes, She marinates herbs with jasmines, She decors her hut with cones of pines, I love the way her chants whine!! She applies dark kohl around her eyes, She wears a crescent nose-pin She applies oil on her messy fringes, I notice the tiny tattoo on her chin; In descent manner her ankle-bells ring. I know it’s a temporary fling, Still, appearance of her lover makes my world spin. She never ceases to surprise me, She incredibly heals me, Her presence makes me sane every time, Her peaceful eyes appease me. She is the ultimate healer, She is my worry eraser, She is the song of sparrow, She is the sharpest arrow, She’s blotted all my sorrows.