“tale Of My Love” Poem by M. Shahid. H Chouhdry

Let me begin the amorous tale of my love story,
In seven of ages a heartrending pillory,

With maximum make believe of childhood love,
Cycling after her with no worry,

To the taste of truffles and muffin,
Felt her each wave sweet to savory,

On slide following her with peeping eyes,
Seeking a vivacious look till I touched the teen glory,

With shorthanded life and full of misery,
Cannot even bought a gift or flowery,

But could promise to honor love for life,
And this ain’t false statement of stipulatory,

At mid of twenty two, with smashing and evaporating love,
Still remembered cherish lips smile of amatory,

And snake of love has now bitten my heart,
The anti-dote is her smile whether it might be illusory,

Hence the feelings pining and revolving in mind,
As gravitation, influence everything stimulatory,

In cold night with shattering fog and cracking leaves
Shahid is right here with a flowery and Sorry.