Game of Chess: Part XIV
For Those Dark Eyes and Zafraan Face
Did you know that what you saw
Was nothing but a free show
The clowns were here, there and everywhere
Even The Sheraab failed to say the word go
She's woven this rare tapestry
She thinks it's all hers
She doesn't know that her beauty
Will cause a few more wars
She's been to school and college
Where all the rich kids would go
But deep in heart, she's down to earth
If only she herself would know
Oh Asrar, you're bewildered and shattered
This is 'the' wine that probably wouldn't go sour?
Is this the wine from Mount Olympus?
Look, her smile laughs your hour
-- Somewhere, sometime in England
Sunday, October 21, 2007
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