Foreshore Melody By Er Haider Khan

A butterfly's flight, Lost in the foreshore of the night; With tears in her eyes, She hung from the trees and cried. Her gaze met mine, And in that moment, we intertwined; With the moonlight as our guide, She sang and spread her wings wide. She fell from the trees, Onto the water, as gentle as a breeze; It seemed she had lived for eons, As her wings glimmered like precious stones. I touched them with grace, And in that touch, I found my place; For in the foreshore of the night, Her peace and melody took flight. As the night draws to a close, And the shelter of dreams fades and goes; The touch of her wings, And the tranquility in her sings. Forever in my soul, Without fail, her beauty unfolds.