Nosherwan khan


The married Girl


Do you see that girl
She is one in a million
He has made her fair
That is what I know

She is the married girl

She is wearing pink
She is like a rose
Her fregrence flows
Her hands crafted with ink

She is the married girl

No gloom is what I see
But the tears hide
Behind the glee
They are not set free

She is the married girl

She is the married girl
With no ambitions only dreams
Which flow in her mind
Like water in a stream

Submitted: Thursday, June 18, 2009
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  • Saadat Tahir (6/18/2009 11:04:00 AM)

    hi nausherwan....i like it
    its a sad commentary on the...marriage scene in our part of the world

    more in a message later...if you read any of my poems do leave a comment there
    cheers (Report) Reply

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