mohammed shaadab Biography

A PAST MEMORY

All i am left wid nothing to curve my lips,
But her memorise remain,
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Maete pearly dropp in eye,
Having treasures of life in Deep Ocean of faith,
But lost in unblawn wind.
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I miss you all the time,
And would do a crime,
To get you back in my life,
As a lover or a wife,
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Behold that lassie in kermes gown,
Ambling down the hill with grief,
Still as dropping feather,
Wet than teeming weather,
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Middle of earth,
Stood a huge palace,

From which a girl came glidingly,
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