Jaachi Writes

If you had been where I have been in the strange land accursed, And you had seen what I have seen, You would not laugh at love. I went to a distant land in search of love. That wasteland in the West the thing around her waist! Like rose Like honey-dipped rose. Her aura claimed my nose. Red all through to its petal-tips. I coveted the curve of her mouth, The scent of her breath and the red of her lips. Just one look at her supple skin and my compass pointed thus. If you had done what I have done I became her drummer boy - You would know why I coo like the hummingbird troubled, terrified and thrilled by ecstasy. Stars blink in futility in the dark of the night, for her beauty denied them their shine. Even birds seal their lips, sit and watch me sing for love, it refined my voice Melody reigned in my words. Her smile, the glow Oh no! The light of the moon and rays of the sun in tune. History Stale tales The rose is dead It came from the West. My noon is dark It died in her nest. The birds

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