Your eyes are so magical!
The two stars of the eye are like a hot owl
I always saw the rays of the sun in those eyes
Perfection is caressing love.
The eyes are not like two dry stars
I become lost in the twinkling of an eye;
The eyebrows are the petals of two black roses
Diba Sharbari takes away the mind.
The black leaf of the eye is yours
Avre Kajal is like a door to the clouds;
Neither small nor wide
Sight is like a hole of happiness.
No one looks back at Harrell
The mass of life is the creation of fascination;
These eyes of yours are made in the love of the Creator
So love is full of love and affection.
I never thought he was hiding
The selfish Mount Everest mountain;
Egoism is like his calmness
Moray has done as much contempt.
There is so much pain hidden in those eyes
It was never my imagination;
My deceitful eyes have been taken away
I looked at his external picture.
Nice poem.