girl from Bengal

Your path is covered
with soft, green grass
scattered dew drops
shine like stars
on that velvet green

white petals of harsingars
lie there like pieces of dream
your softer feet
touch the earth
golden hued with tinge of red
like a pair of lotuses
they kiss the ground
with gentle grace

birds sing sweetly
to cheer you up
payel softly chime
to add some music
to your graceful walk.

the crystal water ripples
crimson tides dance
morning sun opens his eyes
to look down upon you
he too is confused
who is more beautiful
you or the lotuses
that are blooming in the pond
you leave them wondering
fill up your pitcher and return.

Sharmishtha basu
3.11.10

bengal

Here the morning sun
Visits hours proceeding
The chant of melodious strain
Pouring down like rain.

People speak a language
Melodious as river
Sweet as pouring rain
Soft as whistling wind.

Women are born to love
To love every soul
Their love is pure, selfless
Which knows only to shower.

They know to cry in love
Shed their priceless tears
As long as their beloveds
Are living in good cheers.

So many loving souls
Have blessed this piece of earth
So many poets and sages
Have walked this blessed earth.

I am Indian, and the province where i live is called bengal, its the birthplace of people like rabindranath tagore, vivekananda, ramkrishna, netaji subhaschandra bose etc.... the list wont end if i start adding their names.