Poetry

Sweet Fragrance

O’ sweet blossom! O sweetest bosom!

I fall in  thy fairy juicy sweeten 

 

Come close to my heart

Let me feel thy fragrance 

 

I couldn’t forget thine breathing  huh!

Once when we met in a lonely  crowd 

 

Thee rosey lips that garmented maroon 

I kissed you tongue to tongue alone

 

How sweetest fragrance was that

Still I’m missing such a pure wine

 

For oft when I fall a sleep 

Thou rosey lips flash upon and peep

 

I need thy fragrant breathe 

When I’ll feel it, I lay myself beneathe.

 

~ Amar Shaw Saleem

Khairpur Mirs, Pakistan  

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