Like a priceless antique
lost in the dust of time
Newly found....
When first her soft lips
gently touched mine
Honey's sweetness...
Then Her beautiful eyes
reflected my image
Mirroring love....
And in her giving heart
my name she engraved
Her Love's locket...
But it all seems accidental
That I should find in her
Priceless treasure.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.111/Page.154
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© Afzal Shauq
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