Your love is like the cool floor on a hot summer day,
Gently stealing the heat from my body,
Like an invisible hand fanning dreamy eyes,
Pouring lemonade down the constricted by-lanes of my heart,
With sprigs of mint sailing to sullen corners,
fragrant and zestful, quiet and pleasing...
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| The Song of the Sufi Masroof |
1 comment:
..what words..loved it Ismita..
..its good to see you back after ages..welcome back.. :)
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