Wednesday, March 21, 2012


Her elegance mesmerising,
Overshadowed the moon when it is full;
She is bathed in gold and adorns silver in her smile,
She swamped my heart with lawless anxiety;
And I am christened a lover.

Escorted by fairy’s light;
I love the garden in the edge of the street;
She defines the beauty of the flowers;
I am a fool in smart sartorial;  
I never ventured into a love song.

Oh! For the fragrance from her long gone air,
I can die thousand deaths to reach that far;
I can dare to bet my soul and loose;
For this charismatic splendour,
I can see my sun rise in every blink and sense the odour.
 Shamsud A
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