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Upendra prasad Mahala

Romance Classics Inspirational

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Upendra prasad Mahala

Romance Classics Inspirational

Crocodile Girl and Girlfriend

Crocodile Girl and Girlfriend

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A crocodile on the shore

of a pond, the lotus

blossoms on her back.

When I raised my hand,

it was moving on

to the deepest water.


My dear addicted to lotus,

Oath has given to pick up

that divine flower.

I don't know, how the hungry

crocodile has spread out

maya net to hunt !


My dear, ignorant heroine

always immotional by 

the smell of the lotus,

If desired she tells me 

" To draw sparkles in her

eyes, apply on the lips deep 

lotus rage color, decorate

divya lotus flower in hair.

Hug me with love, 

the mind will be lost 

in supreme satisfaction.

Don't be like crazy fright,

don't go to the flower 

garden alone. You are 

mine, only mine."


I know, my dear is

padmagandha !

Padmini category 

sushil Kanya,

honors the lotus.

In many respects

she is one, unique. 


Pure joy in laughter,

In the voice sweet

intoxication, in the 

attractive blink of an eye, 

she owns others !


Does the crocodile

understand the language 

of love ? She tastes sweet 

to human kidneys.

Putting a lotus flower on

her back for hunting,

swims submerged in water.


That day, She tied my

hands and feet and

pulled me to hidden

underwater prison.


While gone for the teeth

clenched for food, 

seeing me her kind 

daughter, asked me 

and heard everything.


She released me from

prison, told- ' you go and 

get the lotus flowers

before Mom came back.'


I thanked the crocodile girl

and returned holding a lotus

flower to my beloved.


Hearing from me that 

I have respect for the

crocodile girl, my girlfriend

was angry and lied. 

After understanding the 

mind she told me ' Go, If you 

can to meet the new

girlfriend crocodile girl once.'


Next day, I ran to the shore 

of the pond. There were 

no signs of anything, 

neither the pool nor 

the crocodile girl !

The legendary figures 

were lost like a dream !


On the site of the pond

there was a luxurious home

of a civilized man. Didn't

know how the real world

changed overnight !


The new age story was 

not over. I didn't know 

when my sweetheart 

fell asleep hugging my 

body on the bed

holding a lotous in hand.

It looked very invisible-

Lost figurines of the 

distant past, the old village

Padma pokhari under the

color of black water and

the secret palace of 

the crocodile girl.


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