When first you beamed upon my sight,
A cold breeze felt in desert night,
And where could I see a fairy queen,
In a earthly heaven, did I mean
At last this day your thoughts forth came,
That made it clear to call your name,
And the name I guessed is fairy queen,
So the girl you are, never seen,
To touch and feel the morning dew,
Though the words are less, a very few,
And beauty is not what we see but feel,
Albeit we crave always the things conceal,
Sentiments stirred up seeing your saccharine smile,
That made my glint much worthwhile,
A deep undulation felt in asleep heart,
Made it understand, wait for a while,
And saved your glimpse in master file,
We live once but die thrice,
If, we miss a chance to meet someone so nice.
To look upon at irresistible beauty glance,
We miss each moment, every chance,
And to adore a lass we shy,
This cause us to weep and cry,
We burn, we boil, we burst, we sigh,
But we don’t make effort and try.
Written by
Shahid Hussaon
29 Aug,2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem