Best Mun Poems

I walk through the garden of my youth,
smelling the flowers,
passing the hours,
The moonlight is shining through,
striking me dead.

The little pond at the end of the path
ripples, shakes,
for suddenly it makes
a tiny sun, with the aftermath,
of a trillion bulbs of lead.

So she sat down on a...

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Laho vich nasha menu peen de lor nai
Dil de manna menu deen de lor nai
Marwa menu goli hoor jeen de lor nai....

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