We, The Lovers






















Through writing poems,
& scribbling quotes.
We portrays your existence,
& how much you are loved.
We describes those hidden true feelings,
& situations we go through because of you.
Still founding oneself inexpressible.
We, the Lovers.
.
Through sketching your replica,
& painting your image.
In different styles & fashion,
Putting at most caliber to make it at-par,
Somewhat Comparable with the original.
Yet feeling 1000s of blemishes in that.
& founding oneself ineffable.
We, the Lovers.
.
Through composing lyrics of the songs,
& building the soul-full music,
Dedicating you, & just in the name of yours.
Depicting the spell-bound feelings,
Trying effeciently to characterize in,your beauty & elligence.
Still founding oneself indescribable .
We, the Lovers.
.
Through different ways,
We tries to describe your grace & refinement,
Tries to illustrate your divinity, purity & eternal freshness.
Tries to expound, what you feel to us,
How much you matter.
Revealing your amity,benevolence & generosity,
Rising up your existence next to the God.
Still founding oneself futile & incapable of you,
& inefficient in doing anything for you. 
We, the Lovers.
.
You inculcate art in us,
Make us specialise in something.
& make your-self it's circle of attraction.
From praising about you, to pacify you when you are angry.
& after you leave or acts cruelly,
Then exhibition of pain & making cry others through it occurs,
With an inculcation of sense of sympathy in public.
Still live in the name of you,
We, the Lovers.
.
Through our own new incredible ways,
We tries to imprint your name & existence,
In the great pages of history.
At least making you remember,
Reviving your presence & providing you with the same importance,
Which you persist in our lives.
Making some mediocre caliber,
To formulate some master-pieces,
Which remain capable of representing you in future as well.
Making you alive even after your death,
In the brains & heart of it's readers,
Till it remains alive.
Still founding oneself atlast trivial.
We, the Lovers.
-Fauzia Afreen

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