Bunch Of Flower Poem by Khalil Gabol

Her name was 'Bunch of flower'
And I used to water her great laughter's
Her evil grin was dearly grandiose
Full of charm, full of pretty pose.

Her smile was so much dearest to me
Her affection was so much caressing to me.
I to her was mere poet, a lover from distance
Never cared her, never approached her with Love's fragrance.

My flower...
My branch...
My bud...
My bough...
My beloved...
I loved you endlessly!