When I visited Gulmarg
'twas years decades ago
it snowed so suddenly
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Can life be do plain That I was slain But God never misses The integral I always need Left the breath within me Until I meet the holy tree Planted in the garden of Eden Housing millions of souls again So that I too can see My bulbul perched with all hope To sing the melody deep inside Mesmerizing every soul that understand me. Beautiful poem expressing every feel. Admirations and appreciations.
BUL BUL WHERE RU ANONY LIKE PP ME A very beautiful vision in the distant horizon I see as you are narrating your love engraved poetry neither the stars will be thee nor will I be as a shining Moon yet our true love through out the wilderness will stare where will you be I, where yet the moon in you and sun in me