القمر Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

القمر

How can I call you the moon, for even it has scars, The one who gazes at you, how lucky his stars!



How can I call you the moon, for it's marred by flaws, To be your admirer, what fortune's laws?

Even the peacock bows to your graceful stride, Shall I compare you

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