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 . .