By. Sayed Ahmed

Like the breeze she came

and touched me here n there,

And flew away spreading her

fragrance everywhere.

The grace on her face

still glaring in my eyes,

I could feel my joyous soul

floating in the skies.

When saw her passing by

with that lovely smile,

The roses of the Eden

stunned for a little while.

That was a winter night

The moon was blushing bright,

Just for a glance of her

He threw away all his light.

The peacocks flew away

they could not cross her way.
And the swans turned her side

To see her gentile stride.

Like a tender leaf

So pure as monsoon stream,

nothing more to say

She was just a poet’s dream..

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