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Feb 2017
Your are an occult soul
     within your resplendent
     and impeccable anatomy
     that Heaven has bequeathed me.

You have revealed all those
    mysteries of love to me,
    that I was incognisant of.

Now tell me, O Master of love;
    What love shall I veil to you?
    And what love shall I not ask for?
What comes to you by destiny is better planned than what you bring to yourself. Because destiny is written by Deity and undoubtedly He is above best.
Ubaid Majeed
Written by
Ubaid Majeed  Srinagar, Kashmir.
(Srinagar, Kashmir.)   
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