Leave me alone, you are hot and sweating,
When we need your fire in shivering winter,
You come too late and not hot at all,
Even if I close my eye lids, you peep into eyes,
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And your beloved is a sunflower, He needs you, I too need you, But in winters not in summers, .... intensive depiction. Sentimental and thrilling piece that has been aptly presented.......10
~~A marvelous poem, Akhtar. I echo your sentiments. The sun does not sleep in the summer and it does not heat in the winter. The sunflower is most appreciative but I am too sweaty.: -)
wow! ! ! Great poem! ! Bravo.........10 on 10