What if
You are not with me
I'm not alone
I dwell in my imaginary zone
Besides our companionship,
There is another pleasure
Which I treasure.
You call me a bookworm
Yes I'm a Bibliophile
Besides your love germ
I got another reason to smile.
My Book reminds me
Presence of Yours
I have placed between the pages
A feather of yours
It smells you!
Between those pages
I can feel you!
Baqol e Faiz, or bhi dukh hain zamane main muhabbat ke siwa, rahaten or bhi hain wasl ki rahat ke siwa. Thanks for sharing.
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What a unique thought expressed in the poem in a very artistic way. Thank you very much for sharing it.
Thank you very much sir :)