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Desolation
Beloved, your voice is so enchanting,
So lovely,
While you come,
The ambiance awakens in dance.
Once I see your face,
Nothing else comes into view,
My ft are enchanted
By the candy reflections in your eyes.
However, beloved,
My coronary heart additionally bears different imprints,
Within the dream-like land,
Desolate gardens,
The silent cries of the nodding plenty,
Our bodies with out flesh
Below the shroud of poverty.
Aslam Murad
This poem is initially written in Urdu, please click on right here for the Urdu Poem