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"Her Earrings"
The earrings cutting through air,
as sharp as the blades of jigsaw;
dancing as the droplets in noon,
as scattering as rainbow, i swear!
i couldn't hear more than a thought,
a thought of bidding farewell,
to the cold-winter's afternoon;
oh, i missed you a lot!
i missed the rhymes of your anklet,
singing me a song to enunciate,
a prayer as if the sacred vows
with every abluted crying leaflet;
there is a veil on every inch of an art,
what eyes couldn't see is not less than everything!
let me dwell in every inch of you'r heart,
before the dusk is announced and skippings start.
© ZiaD
as sharp as the blades of jigsaw;
dancing as the droplets in noon,
as scattering as rainbow, i swear!
i couldn't hear more than a thought,
a thought of bidding farewell,
to the cold-winter's afternoon;
oh, i missed you a lot!
i missed the rhymes of your anklet,
singing me a song to enunciate,
a prayer as if the sacred vows
with every abluted crying leaflet;
there is a veil on every inch of an art,
what eyes couldn't see is not less than everything!
let me dwell in every inch of you'r heart,
before the dusk is announced and skippings start.
© ZiaD
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