Waseem A Malla (Radbugh Srinagar(Jammu and Kashmir))
My Art Put To Test...
In the darkness of night, she has asked for a poem,
Who would tell her, her eyes snatched all the rhyme?
So do her nose and the black wisps of her hair,
Which cast spell, incite fear & cause despair.
Beautiful as angel she is: much noble & sober,
Return my love: if only she could do me this favor;
In the darkness of night, as the world is in deep slumber,
She blinks her eyes, as lightening & as thunder;
All my words are useless, all my stanzas valueless,
For beauty as sublime as hers, leaves me nothing but clueless;
The fragrance of her body, the smell of her breath,
Can take away one's soul, raise one from the clutches of death;
In the darkness of the night, I wish moon shines at its peak,
Seeing her face, I bet, even it could hardly speak;
Of God's majesty, she is the proof, she is the sign,
For her figure is human, but the beauty is divine...! ! !
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