My Friend
why you are wearing glasses
which makes me like a pieces.
your advices makes me evil
but i do it like a devil.
when you are standing in front of me
my heart is dancing on every beat.
you are buying a gift for me
how you know it suit on me.
my love is in your eyes
which makes me dies and dies.
your throat give me attack
when i listen on any track.
don't leave me on any path
then i dies on every path.
your love, is my sign
and my heart is your shine.
poem by Bushra Soomro
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