Author Rasul Mir Jasmine, Iris narcissus too, looking at thee have withered away Thine eyes are black, face is red and robes are of the whitest hue Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments