The Gift To Contemplate Poem by khushboo gul

After meeting him I became crazy.
My heart is blooming like daisy.
Since then he is in my eyes,
But to tell him this, I m shy.

My love to him can’t be measure.
As he is one of the most beautiful creature.


I want to keep him in the veil of moonlight.
To prevent him other’s sight.

In my life’s every page
There is only his image.
He is the gift to contemplate
I loved him without knowing fate.

He has stolen my heart away.
I want to have a dance sway.

Every moment his charms & sweetness shows.
After seeing this, my face glows.

He is handsome, tall & fair.
No one else can be compare.
His lips are like crimson berries.
His smile is like blossoming lilies.

The magic of his beauty,
Made him my loving sweetie.



KHUSHBOO GUL
2.35PM
23/4/09