The Girl In My Heart
Thou art good, has black hair,
Lips're rosy and skin fair,
Confidence resides inside of thee,
In short, you are the source of my glee,
Compassion along with beauty in thee lies,
The gift of love shines always in thy eyes.
O, the people of my time,
How can I pause that is prime?
It encourages me making her bride,
And then this storm will subside.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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