I am painted in all the colors
By your holy festival
See me through the prism of your eyes
To see the dimensions of my colors
The provocation of the smiles on your lips
I would dance to the love
Yellow or green or red
My fantasy I want on real you and me
I shall sing the song of spring
May I learn it from you
Islamabad
4/3/2010
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