Paradise Poem by Moz Rauf

Paradise



Seasons have changed,
And you are long gone.

Like the lark that abodes April thoughts
In December’s misty evenings
I, long for you sometimes
But I know there is no paradise
For tender, summer birds.

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Moz Rauf

Moz Rauf

Lahore, Pakistan
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