A Piece Of Your Attire Poem by AFFAQ NABI

If COVID goes, and that time may come,  
I shall see you, it's my pledge; bless me fine.
When love floats like a fountain with hum hum,  
I shall see you, let there be thunder, rain, or the storm
This virus held everything of ours on halt,  
Nothing will harass you, if the heart is warm,  
When love is unmoving at the bottom of bosom,
Salt like a thing doesn't beset a standing sea.

If COVID goes, again the winds will blow.
Greet me with your loveable eye, behold
Time cares not your course, if you be friend or foe,  
Time isn't the love's slave, hope you agree.
Hold my word, it's a wiseman's relic, and so,  
Safeguard your spirit and delicately behave,  

If COVID goes, a new order might take shape,  
When you shop, O lady! skip not the mask,  
It's now a piece of your attire, you can't escape it. 
While you are a guest at somebody's feast.
If COVID goes, air might turn again fresh and pure,  
Beauty will again cover
Stunning scenes of all ever greens.
If COVID goes, and that time may come,  
I shall see you,
Believe, hope would make a plea with desire.....