I Will Greet Her Till I Breathe Poem by Aftab Alam
I Will Greet Her Till I Breathe
Imprinted memory of past,
Right up to grave it will last,
Silhouette of her sprouting alive,
O My dream, don't say good bye,
Greet-greet her, till I breathe,
I am wreathing, I will wreathe
©2015 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved
imprinted memory of past, Right up to grave it will last, - - -fantastic beginning
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O My dream, don't say good bye, Greet-greet her, till I breathe,