THE MULTICOLORED ROSE… AAMIR SOHAIL
A tribute to the beauty of the creative powers of Almighty Allah.
There is a multicolored Rose,
Whose intoxicating looks doze,
My spirits, and provides a relief,
In Him, she strengthens my belief.
The lips on her glowing face sail,
Like a red rose in a snowy vale,
Or like a pink butterfly sits,
In a wild white flower's pits.
Her visage hides behind her hair,
As dark clouds conceal the moon fair,
And like snakes on the right they hang,
Over her eye as if someone in pang.
And like oceans do her eyes contain,
The stories of deep and dark past pains,
Such is the beauty of that wild flower,
She's a divine sensation, the blessings' shower.
There is a multicolored Rose,
Whose intoxicating looks doze,
My spirits, and provides a relief,
In Him, she strengthens my belief.
The lips on her glowing face sail,
Like a red rose in a snowy vale,
Or like a pink butterfly sits,
In a wild white flower's pits.
Her visage hides behind her hair,
As dark clouds conceal the moon fair,
And like snakes on the right they hang,
Over her eye as if someone in pang.
And like oceans do her eyes contain,
The stories of deep and dark past pains,
Such is the beauty of that wild flower,
She's a divine sensation, the blessings' shower.
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