Eyes Of Wine Poem by Kareem Bakhtyarfar

There is shining perfect moon;
but sun shall be rising soon.
On my floating knowledge nerd,
thy name is so lovely word.
soon thou see'st me within the sord,
which shall leave the illusion's ford.
Thy eyes of wine -as the shrine,
enlightened my vision, fine.
When thy mercies art with me,
waked up fortune there will be!
disunite made my heart torn,
when -separated- I was born.
By thou my lord, let me sit,
thou art sun and I'm a nit;
in chest of this nit, my sun,
so much blazing poetical pun.
divine love in me thou brought,
scintillated sparks of thought.
Living, not indeed my chore;
I would reach to saving shore;
if thou let me rise and shine,
dancing drunken of thy wine.