Passion's story

Strange is this passion's story; how did it begin? 

And where it broke up, and so could someone

Narrate to me about these all-colourful

Chandeliers, could someone reveal to me 

This gala affair? could someone

someone 

Speak up to me, something about this festival

Of hankering, even I don't know

and even 

You don't know; I saw a cloud of 

smoke blowing

From a candle, then a shortened delight shook

Up, this dream that I'm seeing since I clung 

To the dreams, remain a dream.

rejoice as 

You emerge in someone's ardor, 

being so close 

To me; you have gone too far, and

bewitched

Someone's love, though you would set up 

A new pleasure’s universe, mine cheers 

To you, but whenever this melancholic 

Night will take a rebound, you may summon 

Me in your fancy, then those 

forgotten days 

Might again ignite, and you know, the passion plays.

©Affaq Naibe

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