Noor motin Islam Poems

O evening stars! have seen
the sweet face of my dearest?

Whose restless eyes are full of dreams
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I'm crying
When I'm running with a pace.
I'm a tired soul,
Although none feels my pain.
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I don't know to reveal
That I love thee too much.
All buds had been fallen
From the flowerbed of our garden.
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On the golden boat of money
The Mighty God has been playing.
The nest of love affection and others
are made by the sound penny.
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