Love, they call it sometimes
Drunkenness of the senses
Which comes, without wine
but from the juices of fruits unreal
from the eyes of beautiful dame
from the thoughts that goes
in and out, leaving the mind
untouched, with the pleasure
and the sense of pleasure unreal
drunkenness of the senses
which makes the man insane
rising the waves of fervour
in the mind, in the heart,
drunkenness of the senses
what they call it love
- Abu Turab
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