Aroosa | Name Poem | Acrostic Poem

Aroosa | Name Poem

Are you a goddess of beauty or a pretty girl?

Rosy lips, dimpled cheeks, dyed hair with curls.

Olive iris, bulging eyes, bewitched me in a glance,

Over the moon, my heart throbbing like a snake dance,

Stop! Hold your beauty! Let me close my eyes,

And let me finish my poem before breathing last sighs.

                                                            (SK Niazi)