The English translation “The damsel of my imagination” of my last poem in Odiya

The damsel of my imagination

Her voice is sweet

The God of beauty has made her …she is enigma…she is beauty

She is made into herself in unimaginable forms

Her hips are electrifying

A sleeping beauty, she is smeared with a mesmerizing aroma

Her beauty and oomph …it has misled many, driven them crazy

I have no rhythm to sing, she has filled it all in her heavenly beauty

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