Valley of Blue Flowers

A Valley of Blue Flowers

On the shore of life, on the waves of love

My heart tossed and tears danced in my eyes

In the gentle breeze of time, in the melodious tunes of age

With her timid fingers, she touched my face

With rustling of leaves, she sang a song;

Let us go to the valley of blue flowers,

Where deer babbles the stories of those,

Who passed their lives on the cliffs of love,

From where the torrent splashes down the rocks,

Into the roots of blue flowers into the valley of bliss,

Every grain of sand is drenched in love and peace

Let us go to the valley of blue flowers.

In the whirlpool of her wings, in the beauty of her eyes

She took me to that valley of blues, full of tints and shades

Amid the blossoms I found myself with her,

Rainbows were flickering around to wrap us up

With thousands of butterflies waltzing around our heads

Forming the crown of love, making the garland of peace

She put her lips on my lips and sang a song

Suddenly, the spell broke and I found myself

On the wings of reality, in the swish of time

In the cage of sorrows, in the veil of death

Dipped in death, covered with blood

And then I cried and cried again,

Let us go to the valley of Blue flowers.

(c) All Rights Reserved, Shahbaz Israr Khan
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