Time’s cloud [Archives:2006/923/Community]
By: Fuad Noman
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Your snowy smiles
Making my heart's beauty increased
And my pain's jeer be forever deceased
Pleased to haul my heart by your time's cloud
For breathing the rest of his life so proud
In cloud nine
My spirit's blissful echo will be wide and loud
Thy love is so seldom and rare,
For I, your honey lips nothing like to compare
Your white soul is my heart's perfect ware
Thy face is brighter than moon
Your sweet tongue is my eternal tune
By your charming sunny eyes, you own
Honey always becomes savoury and brown
For my soul's yield
Thence your love can fly and reap
Great love nor dies by far,
Nor withers by short leap,
But its real heartfelt pulse
digging sense of soul being deep
All times,
Hugging the waves of dawn to be forever mine
But the portent's hand plowing a newer mine
I believe in the father of creation
To my right path He will sheen and shine
For love how many nymphs can intone!
But your gentle tune is always my heart's incline
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