I'll remember that lotus

when the black beauty of night ,get over with the rising dusk.
With the gleaming orange sunshine and flowing whindy husk.
The flowing perfume of roses ,touching my dimpled cheeks .
It’s a story of loyality ,of 2 love birds of greeks.

With a single cloth wrapped and a golden broche on shoulder.
In our ever youth of love even nature looks older .
We were standing in the balcony, gazing each other .
My attention suddenly ruined , by a little flowing feather .

From their ive seen a magnificent view to look upon .
On those lakes present, in the hanging garden of Babylon.
The lake of blue water ,which was sweeter as of well.
Carrying an enchantment, like a pearl in a blue shell.

What was that type of beauty , which driven my focus .
It was nothing but a fresh blossomed flower of lotus .
I have no words to pour , on that magic flower,
Which was blessed highly by the gods holy shower.

Before I can speak ,anything about its beauty.
I thrust my husbands shoulder to give him a duty .
“Oh ,dear Galileo if our love is without complains
Bring me that numinous lotus blossomed in the lake of plains.”

I’ve spoken to him, with a desire so strong ,
To touch that lotus and hold it for long .
My chest was filled up to brim ,with excitement and pleasure, .
To smell and smooth the petals in my days of leisure.

I wait on the stairs , for Galileo to arrive ,
To bring that lotus , from lake , giving his dive.
My patient was leaking to touch that flower soon ,
In this period of waiting morning turns into afternoon.

I was getting worried where must be Galileo have gone .
Whether he have taken some soldiers ,with him or he went alone.
In this fear I call upon the soldiers of ‘palace glow’,
To search and find my true love my husband Galileo.

The fear grew louder ,to make my face bleak ,
I’ve no word to utter , I could not even speak.
I blame myself for my mistake to be so mean and greedy,
To pacify that lotus ,imitating as if like a needy.

The time was passing slowly ,slowly getting nearly dawn .
I can see through the entry gate ,only gardens and playing fawn.
I pray and crave to the holy god to sent my Galileo well.
‘This is the test of Galileo’s loyalty’, the god slowly tell.

Is my love gullible to him , the question queuing in line.
Is is Galileo deceitful or foxy , or is he a vulpine .
Nay , I cant think like this , how can I do this dare ,
The jolly of blossomed lotus is turning into a nightmare.

Is that lotus is levied with the beauty more than mine .
Reducing my love in Galileo’s heart and in his eyes my shine .
In this midst of questionnaire Galileo was getting late ,
Till then I’ve heard the voice of marching soldier by the gate .

I rushed to meet my love ,with anxiety and care .
The soldiers said “we cant find him the whole lake was bare “. Hearing that my eyes cried ,with forsaken , lorn ,
With thought of getting away from him I started to mourn.

I pray the god to sent him well before its get eve
I want to be alone in my solitary , I told the maids to leave .
This must curse or sin given by the goddess nemesis ,
since it was a believe in my premises .

is that lotus a hungry monster ,with an unfilled appetite ,
it must’ve ate my dear Galileo closing its petal tight.
With this tension and mental stress the sun started to set . my nerves get low my tears making my cloth wet .

Is that beauty or the curse , which make you their to stay’
Oh my dear Galileo come back im crying looking over the way.
The sun set the dark came glowing my hall dingy ,
I blame myself to lost my love by being so stingy.

Then the breeze blow , from the trees ,
Bringing the scent , and noise of seas .
I was lying on my bed to grieve on my fate ,
Since Galileo didn’t came and it was so late .

With the winds ive heard the voice even sweeter than the honey ,
It was my love , my dear Galileo ,which precious than the money.
B4 I ask him the reason for late ,with my question shower .
He gave me the gift of that enchantment, that beautiful lotus flower.

I hug him tight to relieve, my pain and agony chest,
B,coz he’ve got passed ,in that painful loyalty test .
On that night ,hands in hand, we were standing on balcony’s locus, Ill never forget in my whole life,” ill always remember that lotus .