In the land of Chitral there is Kalash,
Where the mountains rise and the rivers splash,
There lived a girl with eyes of green,
The most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
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The Month of December
In Quetta city where snow abounds,
December came with icy sounds.
A winter's chill, so sharp and clear,
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Snowflakes dance in the winter sky,
A beauty that catches the eye,
Each one unique, a work of art,
Etched in water's dreams from the heart.
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I miss the snowy night of Quetta,
When the world turned into a magical vista,
Watching from my window with delight,
As snowflakes fell from the sky all night.
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In winter's chill, with snowflakes white,
We seek a warm and cosy light.
And what could be more fitting then,
Then a steaming cup of coffee blend.
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Here lies Buttercup, our feline friend,
With white fur as soft as downy feathers.
Green eyes that sparkled, a true gem,
Graceful gaits, a cat of all weathers.
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Beautiful Jaman trees in my backyard stand,
Their branches reaching toward the sky,
With leaves of green, they form a band,
Providing comfort as the seasons fly.
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Oh! House so fair, with boughs that gently sway
Surrounded by green bamboo leaves
Its song of summer sings through night and day
Attracting passers by far and beyond belief.
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My sweet Rose with fur so white,
Lime green eyes shone so bright.
You slept beneath the water tank,
And walked upon the roof's high rank.
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Oh, lofty pine tree in my garden so grand,
With branches reaching for the sky so high.
Your needles rustle in the gentle wind,
An evergreen symphony, so sweet and fine.
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