Beenish Rashid Poems

Trust me I wandered over hundreds of nights for his intoxicated voice...in my hallucination I found him kissing me in the dizziness with all his existence I served him with the spirit of love..he filled Nd burned me bit by bit with the wine of solitude
We were much engaged in our togetherness that thr was no sense of lover and beloved
We wr so restless that we forgot where we do belong
We were in the frizzle and just love was making its way
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