Ira
The scent of sweet blossoming flowers,
The sweet dew that beautifies them.
A magical mystery, that paints your world,
A shadow, of rainbow colours.
She dips in your hearts, through
Her INKED SOUL
And inks the essence of her soul
Into yours
Brightening the hearts
Nourishing the souls
And making the mind wonder
"Oh! The spell of her beauty,
So beautifully cast
Could make the sunshine
A hundred times shinier
And a ball of light instead of fire"
She Resplends in her own glory
And the radiance of her glory
Kisses your dark corners
Illuminating her scented lights.
A beautiful girl,
A sister far away
Meets me through her soul
And lo! She is so comfy
Sitting on the couches in my heart♡
Stay blessed dear ira,
May Allaah bless you with the best of dunya and aakhirah♡
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