By THE WINTER NIGHTS
The cold and terrible winter nights at Mashkay,
Pour a unique feeling of love,
A love that sustains lives and, simultaneously gives vigor to my every breath.
And, the nights come with cruel and thrilling waves of wind,
Combined with the mesmerizing scent of mud and sands,
Never fails to give wing to my innocent feelings of attachment with u.
Though, the body shavers awkwardly,
but the soul gets a sense of pleasure.
Thy beautiful mountains with eye-catching views,
Gives me bold courage,
Courage that empowers my soul in these cold nights.
Thy eternal beauty,
henceforth, makes me realizes that I’m in eternal love with thee…
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