Author Rasul Mir Would he grace in the balcony, or sit in the painted room' Arise, my friend, spread his bed. I ask for little, but to lay be his side. Tell, my friend why didn't he come 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