"qaf" poems
how vulnerable I am around thee
how enjoyable you look around me
the magnificent magic of thy lips,
seems unbearable to the mind of a Poetess
Thy beauty's storm
get my conscious out of society's norm
loving thee, life time state
leaving thee? no more mistake
for thee, I'm a fruitful tree
thee shalt take the All of Me
.Qaf.
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 9:05 PM UTC
Never ask me for the reason
I am like a changing season
See me as if I am a tree
Buried my roots, still I'm free
Tired people, sit under me
Hide from devils, she or a he
Bunch of branches,
Come out of me
Holy Francis
Blind may not see
No more of a holly essence, O'Devine ******
No need for title babe, Qaf is a core
Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 8:19 PM UTC