Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Infected Love

Infected Love

In a silent afternoon she longed for a siesta
Flashing her tresses she calls herself artista
With her magical eyes, she can hypnotize
Admiring her sleep, the sun didn't rise

She wakes up to find the world, still
No bird can move without her will
When she sings, it echoes
Like a unicorn in the meadows

To see her cry even lord would deny
Her obedient lips had learnt to lie
To see the stars, her lover she loved
To see her smile, before god he bowed

The lord once felt how heaven would feel
When more prettier enters the paradise with zeal

Safwan Sadiq

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