Rasul Mir

(1820 - 1870 / Kashmir / India)

When Count Is Taken Of Thy Braids - Poem by Rasul Mir

When count is taken of thy braids,
lacs of fortnights it'll take.
Once begun there is no escape from there.
Lo, the gay love goes out to frolic


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 15, 2012


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