Poem Of Luv
ZahinTasnimNowshin
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ZahinTasnimNowshin
Ongoing, First published Aug 06, 2020
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SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY



(A simple pastiche of Lord Byrons "She walks in beauty "by Zahin Tasnim Nowshin)
Your nothingness even completes me
 Your appearance makes me dream
Your eyes glisten like the sun-ray fallen sea
 You're the one who walks in beauty...

Yes;you walk in beauty 
Wasn't it your destiny? 
 You shine more than a pearl in a shell 
Hair as beautiful as flowing cascade

Having dark starry  eyes
look so bright as butterflies 
One if stares in those eyes
 feels like lost in skies

Do smile like rhythmic song 
for hearing people wait so long
 speak so calmly as leaf young
 Hide cry like nebulous fog..


In this spring,one is remembering you so eagerly
 evoking all the memories
 that made the time
 sugary 
because ......... You're the one who walks in beauty..
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