Bless The Love
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Mahtab Bangalee
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Bless The Love
To pluck the flowers please come
Pick best by the hands of heart
For your pleasure I can sum
All the glory of love smart
Hither to thither birds fly
The chirping enchants thy shy
Rain comes as the ardent cry
Cloudy shadow makes canvas
The Cupid arrow shoots urge
The stars build there ring of mars
Come, come O friend be my chum
Here I'm only your soul part
Waiting to greet with eyes dye
Come; bless the man of love surge
© Mahtab Bangalee
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05/02/2023
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