English Ghazal

Her eyes have made me love her again,
Her smile has made me love her again.

There's no pain in suffering for a girl like her ,
Her soul has made me crave her again.

Her lips are rose in the garden of my love ,
You always want to smell her again.

She has reached above the sky ,
And now I want to touch her again.

No matter how she left me crying for her,
Her soul has made me love her again..

Her eyes have made me love her again...
Her smile has made me love her again.

By Akshun Chaure

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