Dame Of Night Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Yesternight, in sound slumber, I was roaming.
In a dale of daffodils, a Charlie that I had never
Before seen halved dressed she entered moaning.
Shaking her vernal flat chest with a song forever
On her ruby lip, and she hovered before my head.
With a pretty little laugh, and her
charlie cat
Was yawning bit aloof on a prayer rug woven
In Lahore, the music of ear earrings overt my
Eyelids half, and I forget the pretty fancy daffadils
That I've never before seen
winely-eye
Gleaming deflected thick candles as warm as
'Dame of the night, ' fair green, she silently slid to my side.