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Modes Of Love
Who can forget,
Pages of the bulky book of life,
Even though
They are torn to pieces.
The first colour that awoke in the eyes,
The first name that my lips liked,
The village and an unpaved
Path of that village,
The first spell of love,
An undreamt dream in your eyes,
And lowering my eyes of in shyness,
Innocent confession in my denials,
While saying “Yes” my impulsive “Nots”
Who an forget,
All these modes of ‘Love’.
poem
by
Muhammad Shanazar
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