TO HIS MISTRESS EYES WITH LOVE

TO HIS MISTRESS EYES WITH LOVE

BY SANJAY YADAV

Oh, my beloved love,
Thy gentle eyes look beautiful and colourful.
When I behold thy mistress eyes,
They bring happiness to my heart
And make me fall deeper in love.

Thy eyes are like two stars
Shining softly in the night.
When they meet mine,
My heart becomes full of happiness,
And every silent glance
Speaks a language of love.

When both of us sit together,
Thy gentle eyes give me happiness.
Slowly, our eyes meet
And live together in love.
We hold hands together,
Walking hand in hand
Upon the beautiful journey of love.

Thy smile is like the morning sun,
Bringing golden light to my heart.
When thou smilest before me,
The sadness within me disappears,
And happiness begins to bloom
Like flowers in spring.

Thy soft hair moves with the breeze,
Dancing gently beneath the open sky.
When the wind touches thy hair,
It becomes like a beautiful river
Flowing through a garden of dreams.

Thy gentle hands are warm and kind.
When we hold hands together,
I feel the strength of love
Passing silently between us.
Hand in hand,
We walk together
Along the road of life.

When we walk together,
Holding hands beneath the open sky,
The rain begins to fall
In a beautiful moment.

Our eyes speak a deep language of love.
Every drop of rain touches thy face
And slowly reaches thy lips,
Making them look lovely and sweet.

Thy lips are like roses
Blooming after the rain.
When thou speakest softly,
Every word becomes a beautiful melody,
And my heart listens
With love and happiness.

Thy cheeks are like flowers
Touched gently by the morning light.
When thy smile appears upon thy face,
The beauty of the moment grows deeper,
And my heart becomes peaceful.

Thy voice is like a gentle river
Flowing through the silence.
When I hear thee speak,
Every word touches my heart,
And the world around me
Becomes quiet for a moment.

Thy face is like a beautiful garden
Where every expression becomes a flower.
Thy eyes, thy smile, thy voice,
And every gentle movement
Create a beautiful picture
Within my heart.

When thy gentle eyes shine
With complete happiness,
The flowers seem to bloom more brightly,
And the rivers seem to flow with joy.

When the Ganga and Yamuna
Meet upon their sacred journey,
So do our eyes meet
With love upon our faces.

Our hearts also meet
Without needing many words.
Thy heart speaks to mine,
And mine answers with love.
Together we discover
A journey filled with hope and happiness.

This is love that lives
From generation to generation.
Without thy beautiful eyes,
My world would feel empty.

But thy mistress eyes
Fill my heart with deeper love,
And every time I behold them,
I discover another beautiful moment
Upon our journey together.

Thy eyes are like a window
Through which my heart sees love;
And when our eyes meet,
No words are needed
For love speaks silently
Between two hearts.