Your every performance is doomsday
Love - a doomsday, hostility - a doomsday
This beautiful delicacy, this charming temper
Anger - a doomsday, your self approach - a doomsday
The up-down of your lampblack eyebrows
Doomsday! Doomsday! Doomsday! Doomsday!
Ah! The technique of your footsteps
You are punctual and your habit - a doomsday
Masroor - You enjoyed plucking flowers a lot
Because of you, I hugged - this doomsday!
The poem is a translation of one of the poems of Masroor Ahmad Masroor
This post first appeared on The Kashmir Pulse
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