Come My Beloved Poem by shakil ahmed

Come my beloved

Come my beloved, come
And sit before me for some time
You will commit no sin
Not it’s an unlawful crime

Let me see your sweet face
And a pair of blue eyes
Sit before me for some moments
Just before the sun rise.

Your soft purple lips
And apple like swelled bosom
Though very transitory. In my heart
It will create a deep chasm.

You lay your head
Just on my chest
Close your eyes
And take some rest.

I will cast some kisses
On your forehead
And will embrace you
Loving like a mad.

In the cold frozen night
Our blood will go high
But it will end in piercing tongue
And a sear panting sigh.

After hours of love making
Night will come to an end
In our tired eyes
Deep sleep will land.

Like a tired and weary dog
We will be in swoon
After an ecstasy of
Divinely bestowed boon.

Our love will be eternal
Though we are transitory
Like decaying leaves, which
Shortly lose its glory.

Our love will not fade
In the distant rill
Its echo will be heard
In planes and hill.

In the next evening
Sitting under the shade of a bower
Love will again cross its limit
When you will offer a blooming flower.

Angels will record these moments of love
In their invisible page
For any duplicity, in Doomsday
God will violently rage.

O my love let us be true
To the best of our part
Enjoying the bliss of love
Happily our life will depart.

Shakil Ahmed.