I think, I were young again,
Full of beauty and full of grace.
I know a face a lovely face,
Leaping, jumping in his childhood race.
This is Arya from our vicinity,
We love him with great affinity.
His rosey cheeks, coral lips,
His star like eyes full of piety.
His curly hair and his smile,
Attracts us For a while.
His shining teeth like pearls,
His attractive motion full of whirls.
When I behold him in courtyard,
My heart leaps up like billiards.
A beautiful sonnet written by @oodeyaa