Md. Ziaul Haque

Gold Star - 22,891 Points (04-01-1983 / Sylhet, Bangladesh)

Your Lips - Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Your lips are sweet so,
As a ripened mango,
They are scarlet,
Like the seeds of a pomegranate.

When I set my fingertip,
On your lip,
My heart starts beating like a drum,
Out of intense ecstasy I feel numb.

The moment I kiss your luscious lips,
I know that my life knows no eclipse!

Topic(s) of this poem: beauty

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015

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