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Shiqran Sharfuddin

Abstract Classics Children

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Shiqran Sharfuddin

Abstract Classics Children

The Winter

The Winter

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The winter is coming,

Oh, what fun!

The breezes of biting cold

Mesmerizes my soul

And fans the embers of desires 

Smouldering in my warm body!


A heavenly season

When Angels' song of sooth

Are heard in the blankets

All with a layer of purity!


Silent Nights,

Captured in time by the cold's grip,

Arises the burning desires,

As the fairies watch their children's play

In Eden's glacial garden!


Truly, the arrival of winter thrills me

As it drives me towards eternal bliss

Making my life

'A Realm of Divine Love!'



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