Smile Of The Beloved Poem by Abdul Samad

Smile Of The Beloved



The Beloved stands before me
Smiling, in possession of my soul
The eyes radiant, the shimmering lips
Eyes the mirror of the soul
A soul that is unblemished, pure
An innocence that radiates from within
A simplicity that would shame a pauper
The wave of the hand, the slow wave of the hand
I steal a final glance
And the image lingers on till I reach home
Follows me like a shadow
And returns forcefully after months, after years

Oh, the Beloved shall never know
The Beloved shall never know

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