As Well (Ghazal) Poem by Nazim ZarSinner

I was unconscious, she was in trance as well
Like her blue eyes' that look, her love was yance as well

The voice of her singing is echoing all 'round
Wants to hunt/hurt our hearts? She's learnt pole dance as well

Our virgin feelings are untold - we met at dawn
Waited for him to say - he lost the chance as well

In Nymphland, I'll look for that goddess of beauty
Will increase my thirst - whose nymphic last glance - as well

How strange is the nature of relationships!
Hatred may make one far, having romance as well