PRINCESS OF DREAM LAND
PRINCESS OF DREAM LAND
By SADDAM HUSEN
Mahiya, Sathiya
Everything is you Beliya;
Beating, for my fragile heart
Breathing, for my empty lungs
A glowing sun, warm thought for my goodie days.
Coral lips, for good nights
Your wild mild fragrance for sweet dreams
Soft breeze of your’s on me-
I touch, when your lip at no inch distances’.
Rises sun, but you are my sun
Sprouting my core petals with poesy hand
My days, all its moment is happy " amenity
You made me Princess of my Dream land.
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