Treasured Island Poem by Matloob Bokhari

TREASURED ISLAND
That book is precious to me
That book lifts my soul
Where love is written on wings of butterflies
Where every word is free like a graceful butterfly
Where my eyes could see the awe of Mother nature:
Brightest Stars in the darkest night
Moon like a gentle lady climbing in the sky
Rain glistening on breathing trees
Smiling colours of dancing flowers.
I want to read that book with a large tea cup
In the company of my friend - my friend
More beautiful than the moon and the stars
A kind, caring and laughing lady
Give me that book!
That book is most sacred gospel tome
That book is a treasured island to me

COMMENTS: TREASURED ISLAND
Bindi Sharma: Grand sir. Moon like a gentle lady.... wow
Jennifer Gautam: Lovely piece 🙂👏
Nancy Ndeke: MatloobBokhari, WOW! ! This is awesome rejoinder dear. Beautifully writ. And divine like nature itself. Blessings dear.
🙏🌺💜💐🌼💚💮❤️
Deepak K Chaudhary: MatloobBokhariSoulful and engrossing! It's flawless on all fronts... conception, craft, diction, execution...
Natasha Samuel: Hey, we are brothers then.. Nice to meet you. You are a wonderful poet.Good theme..you seem sufi poet
Sarfraz Naqvi: Simply beautiful brother.
Bindi Sharma: Beautiful
Annie Hilwani: So lovely lines
Kae Morii: Good! Beautiful!

Cida Ribeiro: Really very beautiful this poem, I am grateful for you to share with me
Michele Vizzotti-White: Its a great book Mr. B :)
Alina Mallick: Thank you so much!
Alina Mallick: Must be interesting read.
Gull E Arzu: Beautiful!
Nancy Ndeke: Beautiful lines dear
Alby Raymond Parackal: Beautiful