Crocodile Girl and Girlfriend

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 Sweet Heart
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 desires she tells me 
"To draw sparkles in
eyes, apply deep lotus-
rage color on lips,
decorate bright lotus 
flower in hair.
Hug me, 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 
good girl.  She
honors the lotus.
In many respects
she is one, unique !

Pure joy in her laughter,
In the voice sweet-
intoxication, in the 
attractive blink of an eye, 
she can owns others 
in a fraction of moment.

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 pulled me to
hidden underwater prison.
tied my hands and feet.

While gone for the teeth
clenched for food, 
seeing seeing my dry 
face, her kind hearted
daughter, asked me and
heard everything.

She released me from
prison,  told- ' you go and 
get the lotus flower
before Mom came back.'

I thanked the crocodile girl
and returned holding a 
lotus to my beloved.

Hearing from me that-
I have respect for the kind
crocodile girl, my sweet-
heart was angry and lied. 
After trying to explain her
mind, she told me ' Go, If
you can to meet once your
new girlfriend crocodile girl.'

After dreaming last night
I ran to the shore of the 
village pond. There were
no signs  of anything, 
neither the pool nor the
sweet 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 
depressing body on the bed,
holding an artificial lotous
in hand. It looked very
invisible lost figurines 
of the distant past.
Old village Padma pokhari ,
its black glass colour water
and the secret palace of 
the crocodile girl were
disappeared.

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