The Alien Languages

Girls acquire
Lovely curves and shapes
To become youthful
As buds bloom
To be flowers.

Flowers and women are alike;
Both possess bodies soft,
Beautiful and attracting;
Their captivating beauties
Hook one closer angling.

Topsy – turvy streams women are
Speedy, moving, energetic
Cool and refreshing

Their sonorous tone
And soft touch
Thrill and make one
Swim in pleasures of depths

They become mothers
Give us sons and daughters;
Women are form and essence
Of LOVE DIVINE
Making one, peaceful and blissful

By going through
Above lines
Do not conclude
That I have
Knowledge about women

Because
Women are
Alien languages
Which
One can never master.

poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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