Cherry Villa Poem by AFFAQ NABI

When the morning sun rose into the cherry garden
The sight swelled with echoing sounds.
Of purple martin, in the early spring
It's fairly common here, you get discounts
On precious things, I laid a cloth in a cherry tree
To read John Donne ' Death be not proud'
While green leaves start to lull the twigs of red cherries,
And each cherry pair resembles the earring set.

When a purple hue shapes nearby the scenes
And each flower embroidery worn made me smile deeply.
From the side of Glory hill, the flying birds shrill,
And then happy Gaitha; hosted a music concert.
A harmony of love drills in the Cherry villa.
Vinny! the scene became so amusing
In this pretty village people 're very fickle
While the shrine bell rang, the starling set forth to sing.
And seagulls also cut short their beach sleep.
And a garden dove brooded on the windy walls
Of cherry villa anyway each and flower shared a part
Everything around me became zealous
And when sweet heart, Vinny! is with me.