Written by Walli Ansari
They say the path she walks upon is filled with sweet perfume
They say that when her laughter rings flowers burst in bloom
They say the quiet river of her dreams disturbs her peace
They say the moon descended to her courtyard without cease
They say the glitter of the stars brings her a restless night
They say her short and flowing hair kisses her neck so light
They say that even rivals envy locks so soft and fine
They say she longs for someone too to make her heart align
They say this heavy silent solitude fills her with dismay
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