The White Rose Poem by Matloob Bokhari

THE WHITE ROSE
My friends, close your eyes.
I want to tell you a fairy tale.
I saw a princess in a white palace.
She was wearing her long white robe.
Her milky face, silvery neck, pearly teeth
Were looking fairer far than a white rose,
Whose petals are bedecked with drops of rain.
Ah me! Starshine of her dark black eyes
Sucked my soul and made me mad.
She has gone but made me a beaten rose.
Oh! bring some herbs to cure this madness
I am drunk without drinking wine.