Tragedy
As he fell into a deep sleep
In his dream there she was
He handsome warrior of repute
Who would have thought?
That true love would bring him to his knees
So beautiful she was
She outshone all the stars in the sky
A girl any man would tare his heart for
She was bare foot walking on a lonesome beach
Her bosom white above the dark folds of her dress
Her burnish copper hair accentuating her heart shaped face
He watched her move
The sweet allure of her body
He knew he had to have her
He suffered though for he did not know where to find her
Every night she would come into his dreams
And each time he tried touching her when in an instant she was gone
Eaten up with this yearning for his love
He fell into a fever
Doctors and his servants fearing for his life
They wondered if she was real
Or of the depth of his soul
For him never to possess her in life
He was dying
His every organ ablaze with fever
His eyes like red hot coal in their sockets
His heart drumming against his chest
Awaiting his last breathe
poem by Persian Khushi
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