In poetry, the poet remembers the beloved and remembers the memories and loves.
When he sleeps at night, the thought of his beloved haunts him and he wants to cry,
but he remembers the advice of his beloved always smiling.
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| Your Memories in My Maind English Poetry |
Your memories
I did not sleep all night
Your memories haunted me
Some words of love, some moments of love
I remember some mischief of yours
At night, the stars twinkled
Seeing the moon, I remembered you
What happened was that the dewy air smelled
I remembered the warmth of your breath
When the star broke, I pray
I only remember you in my prayers
Tears wanted to be shed, O Razi
I remember your advice
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