Memories - Poem by Firdaus Khan
Some of the memories
are reserved for those nice moments...
when on the earth
the carpet of moonlight spreads all around
where the flowers with their moisten smell
make the nature more romantic...
and the season of romance blooming everywhere
when the eye-lash gratifying with lusty cheers
and there is an immediate desire of heart
that this time must stop here and now...
and throughout such a moment
too many centuries be surpassed…
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