Author Harbhajan Singh Shamsi I invoke your name And spread out like fragrance When I see your face - the sun am drawn into moonlight, its abundance As you unfurl your hair The darkest night I become in the skies Becoming the wondrous sun itself I wash all the nights Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments