Beautiful and divine like you
From the Blog tanveerrauf [image: divine] Neither heart is in control or the will The eyes drowning in blood as The beloved is not in my arms I changed to dust in her disjointing Pounding my heart, I wept copiously Pieces of my heart shed in tears Why ask me to control my heart My heart is not with me friends It is stuck in one’s hair lock When heart’s heat inflamed The tongue became so dry That palate got scratchy Her eye lashes stabbing heart Shaved brows like naked swords Both of the eyes are spellbinding Watch your personal ornaments I wear Iron collar and iron chains Strength is in her arms Eyelashes sped such an arrow Piercing heart came out forth Scorpion lacks such toxic sting For thou my dearly loved We wander in the scorching sun Feet burn in blazing dust Roamed from garden to gpakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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