His ears perk up at the mention of her name.
His cheeks flush and a blush creeps up his neck.
His lips forms a magnificent smile while his eyes go from solid to soft and hazy.
His mind dives deep, constructing her image.
Her curvy body, her tall frame. The expressions of her face.
The slightly raised brows,
The shiny playfulness of her eyes.
The blush on her cheeks,
And rosy pink lips.
The lines marring her forehead when she is troubled.
Her thinning of nose when angered.
The mischief hidden in her face.
But to the world she is just a girl.
To him she is his world.
And to know her like him you have to be Qais, because without Majnoon's eyes Laila is ordinary little girl in this humongous world.
So, Laila and Majnoon are a part of very famous fiction tale. Qais was hopelessly in love with Laila despite of Laila being an ordinary girl. But like its said to love you have to have a lovers eye and that's what Qais had. So much that he was called Majnoon (crazy, borderline psychotic) by his family, friends and then the whole town.
Its the most random thing I have written in months.
LoveMana❤
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PEN'S DESIRE (Poems & Random Incident)
RandomWell basically i'd rather say its not a story. Just some pieces I write when I'm bored, lonely, peachy or all at once. :P so there is no purpose just really wanted to gather the pieces I wrote at different occasions of my life. I can't promise you a...
