All Night
I was haunted all night by your memory
The moon sang its melody all night
At times glowing, at times dimming
The candle of grief flickered all night
A perfume kept changing its garments
A picture kept singing all night
The breeze stealing the scent of roses
Told many enchanting stories of our love
A hope bestowed solace to my heart
A craving agonised me all night
Travelling through the memory lane
I lived and died all night.
Mohammad Yamin Iraqi, Sintra, Portugal 1/10/ 2018
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