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Jun 2013
Saw In a dream last night
A beautiful damsel
Whose eyes were bright
Like the stars in twilight

She looked at me
And I looked at her
Amazing was the whole scene
And the day too was serene

The nightingale was singing on a tree
And was encouraging me
So were humming honey bees
And singing birds on the trees

On the damsel’s red lips
The butterflies were dancing a dance
Flowers were her lips
The butterflies understood wrong

Coming close, she said to me
She was in love with me
Sweat came on my face
As her voice was filled with grace

I kissed her hand
Then we both sat down on sand
Where we started to talk
Near a huge rock

I saw myself in her eyes
Where I thought it is wasn’t wise
To give the heart to the lady
Who belongs to a fairyland

But she embraced me
Wept and assured me
I truly love thee
As a flower loves a bee

The girl was going to say
Things that would make me gay
But the birds called me
Day has dawned, don’t you see
Showkat Ahmad Bhat
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Showkat Ahmad Bhat
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