A tremble on my lips before I speak A hesitation in my heart making it so weak A fearful thought whether it’d be fine If I say, ‘will you be my valentine?’
A certain spark in your big beautiful eyes Talking so sweet to just mesmerize Making me say something which you can’t decline Such sweet words like, ‘will you be my Valentine?’
A certain sizzle of a special kind That makes your looks a priceless find Your captivating beauty is so dainty and divine That can’t hold myself say, ‘will you be my valentine?’
A special place where I can admire your smile Holding your hands in mine, all the while And then say something so sublime Like, ‘will you be my valentine?’
An angelic attraction of your lovely face Irresistible charm of your pristine grace Enticing me to ask out you for a dine After saying, ‘will you be my valentine?’
Shahid Khan works at ISRO (Indian Space Research Organisation) and loves writing, especially poetry. He likes to express himself through various poetic forms. So far he has written poems in poetic forms like English Ghazal, Haiku, Tanka, Rondel (French Form), Triolet, Acrostic and Etheree beside other popular forms. His poems have appeared in many national and international publications. He contributes regularly with his poems and articles for an online magazine “Reflection W&R Mag”.
In those corners of your eyes my darkness prevades I wish all the doors gets locked from inside Why does our western gleam fades in twilight shades And still you’re searching for me in pale moonlight The night never brings
My Pearl of Inestimable Value Out from its obscurity in this Silence Dawn, emerged an invisible Cruelty, gabbed in terminal robe; Stealthily descended upon this blissful abode: the habitation of ‘My Pearl of Inestimable Value’ With its fangs snarling in
I am terribly shocked and remorseful My sister, can’t help than weeping at your ill-fate Transcending self to a passive onlooker Or to the role of an unmindful passenger With torn heart, tied hands, and bleeding eyes All finding acutely
My heart loves you Was it not some time ago, My heart was like a rock? An impenetrable fortress, With steep cliffs at its side, A distance land, Far away, From where no ordinary soul, Would dare to reside? I
In the darkest of hours, I still knew there will be dawn, You will arise like a sun, To fill me with light and warmth, To make the world beautiful for me, To make me your Queen, In the chariot
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