The Celestial Beauty

The celestial beauty

Romancing the greens in a world of fear,
      The guardian of the sacred heart, so clear;
If ever I had a chance for the love of my life
      Carry; to her I would the lamp of my life.

If true love ever be so crystal, so clear
      Hold on to my sleeves, my lovely dear;
The days of parting are part of a portent
      Never in my life had I been, so content.

Shattered, one day the dream of my love
      Nothing could console my evening dove;
True friendship led to love, they say
      Then why do I have to see this evil day?

I am a quarry of my own paradise I hath built
      Living in a world where honesty is my only guilt;
I am ready to become once again, a slave
      My own dreams would never be buried in a grave.

Azhar

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