Virtue

a poem by Gummadapu Narasimha Rao

Hear maxims thou mellow, mansion maiden
Thou gaze stunning beauty of fine sculpture,
Astound to glance style and glamour hidden
Bestow mind, how thou gain, placid posture.

Cheeks sparkle ruby shade, as the rose touch
Body shines gold red, akin seen sheen bright,
Twinkle eyes, curl hair, nice nose art perfect
Face blooms, just lotus that of full moonlight.

Thou glance never sunshade sleep in mansion
Dine good food, that of thy own taste always,
Fine garments, thou wear to suit each season
Spend charming spell splendid by poly ways.

Know the salt thou get that of the hard sweat
Quest work concept first, just peep toils éclat.