This no fairy tale
This no story for sale
This an introduction to a pious man
Whom I met in flowing moments of my life span
His soul sworn to veracity
Commencing every deed with sheer clarity
He who venerates ill fated people
For coming generations he is perfect archetypal
The balance of patience in him that couldn’t be weighed
For ameliorations of others thousand bricks he laid
His simple living, his simple life
I pray he always thrive
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AYESHABEG (
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Very Nice Ayeshabeg, A fitting tribute to your brother-in-law, you must respect him very much. BF
thank you sir very much.
Dear Ayeshabeg, This is an excellent poem for your age.I wonder how could you write such a beautiful poem on your brother-in-law at your age.Please convey my respects to him as he is a great man
Thank you sir.
In literature age never matters,its like something running in our blood..
Thank you again for your appreciation.
Ayesha Beg
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