Sapphire upon her tiny dhobol eyes,
Cherry on top of saffron's glaze.
Dripped in the syrup of honey and cream,
A tapestry of marshmallow set ablaze.
Floating, fleeting, past the tamarind trees,
Nodir o mohona drifting in the breeze.
Illusions so fair, unstable as her name,
Chondroleker meye, the moon's own flame.
Megher rajkonna, bride of the light,
Mayaboti, Rupoboti, marked in twilight.
Swapno bhumi, greenish-blue sea,
Monorog o Bilashini, a nymph set free.
Divine as her charm, dreamy and alluring,
Strength in her words, endlessly enduring.
A fusion of words, of linguistic art,
Whimsical, playful, like magic in the heart.