Why makes your hard labour really worth

Who makes my temperature rise

This pearl in your eyes, your creator's gift 

Can gaze beyond the stone wall's lofty height,

Where the evil lurks, it's shadows coexist 

And lust's bow chases a rose-like face in night.

'Tis not garden of leafy flowers, where scent

Floats by day and night, and love does command 

But throngs of people, material gain bent,

Who'll use your beauty for their selfish stock and 

This age is fallen to the greed's dark intent 

Beguiles with fake colors, shining bright in vain,

Hide your pearl eyes, lest they be lost in lament 

And shun the gazes of Lucifer's cruel reign.

Sing the praises who smootes the weary earth 

For you,  who makes your hard toil really worth 

By: Poet Affaq 

My sonnets: 🌹

Who makes my temperature rise .....Elvis


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