Nazma Lucky Poems

Alas!
Nobody loved me such before
If having loved,
Stealing all loves of impassioned lovers
...

Perceiving the smell of spring in the air
My mind has slipped.
Not for chasing golla ice cream man
of the noon of summer
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A prehistoric house
on the bank of the earth.
A moonlit night
A mahogany table with holy book
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You make my world redden
with your frantic love
with your appraising
with your endearment
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