O Beautiful Lady Think Before Imagining You Are Alone In Lonley Room

O' beautiful lady... Think before imagining, you are alone in lonley room; You dress before reflecting glass; I am your mirror you look in for you, when you look yourself in me, Your image touches my silver coated soul; I touch feel of your beauty, adorn it before reflecting back; O' beautiful lady... When you embellish again and again, My soul sparkles in bliss, As you sense happiness, When blooming beauty in my front; moving right and left shaping self; your face sparkles bright, cheek shine in smiling face, Your perfect beauty a glaring star in sky, Your lips are like petal of rose, Your sound is like cuckoo song, Your skin so slippery any one will fall, O' beautiful lady... I am not merely mirror, made of Lifeless glass, nor heartless too, I am your mutual friend romanticizes you when sharing secrets, share with none except me; I sense your trust on me when you speak O' beautiful lady... Think before imagining you are alone in lonley room; © Sadashivan Nair