Holding a bow and arrow in their hands,
On their beautiful vision your eyes land.
With quivers tied around their waists,
Let your mind the enchanting beauty taste.
This precious sight was to eyes a gift,
To assembly to see who bow could lift.
Rama and Lakshmana the mind do enchant,
Their body parts that beauty do enhance.
Paradoxical features raised the anticipation,
Rama’s victory to cause fear’s emancipation.