Author Archives: Nasir Bhat

“Now my charms are all o’erthrown,And what strength I have’s mine own, –Which is most faint: now, ’tis true,I must be here confined by you…But release me from my bandsWith the help of your good hands:Gentle breath of yours my sailsMust fill, or else my project fails,Which was to please: now I wantSpirits to enforce,Continue reading