I wonder of you being with me and the world wonder sleeping with you
The more I think I start getting lost in you your eyes narrates me a story
And the world starts admiring your body
Is it lust or love the world needs to admire your beauty
You are quean to the world but my lips describe you as my queen
I wonder and dream sometimes how I fell into you
My soul has deeply fallen for you my religion has deeply embedded in you
The world calls it lust I ask you is it love or lust dear
The jasmine on your hair carry's your fragrance
I wonder why a flower needs to be carried on your beautiful curls
As I swim on your Persian poem and the world on your body
I again heed seeking answer on our journey of love will the world call it lust or love
My love we just haven't got into oneself we also have shared our souls
Let's run away from this world and take a mundane road
Where you are mine and where I am yours
And where my love gets justification
Where the world gets their love
Is it love or lust is it lust or love
"Though flowers are beautiful they are grown to be killed for grave , lifeless stone and some lifeless relations"
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PoetryIn this chaotic era we all have fallen in love with someone so has the poet but the poet love story is different than others and the world describe his lover as sinful 🖤
