Ballerina

The sweet smell of my rose
in a red ballerina dress
pirouette grace
perfect stance
in her stride
my heart just divides
in thousand singing
sparrows, admiring
her beauty, that soul
unmoal (انمول) 🙂

Little red rascals

Little red rascals
I blame you

Amazing beauty
makes heart melt
Commence love journey
there is no guilt

Adorn the ring
with your petals
Flying in the air
heart nicely settles

Big day comes
and you are everywhere
Making us feel blessed
bedroom, kitchen, stairs

Life truly commences
you are not behind
Honeymoon, blue moon
daily grind

Keep reminding us
about love still alive
Somehow, in some way
we will survive

Life near the end
you are now found
Old books, love letters
kept and bound

When it is time to go
still very brave
Red roses everywhere
on my grave