Dancing deep into the darkness
She was staged to dance in light then
like an appealing book
Her persona had also layers
Layers that carried stars, phantoms, grieves
Fitzgerald was her favorite
Apparently, aches moved her to Coelho
In a kiss we could forget anything
In an embrace lies the powerful love
Multi-thematic and mysterious lady
Wanting to accompany the moon
Following the sun rays
Yearning for natural rain in Sindh
Every bit of universe tantalized her spirit
That had an elastic soul
Unarmed him with a sly smile
Undressed his soul with her writings
Natural lady had love in all chapters
He dwells in her poetry
Drug of life, pigeon of peace;
Recollecting the love-made ashes,
Poetic permanence perpetuates to every villa!
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