by SYED MUSTAFA AHMAD
Address: HAJIBAGH, HMT
The wounds are still bleeding;
And your picture is haunting.
Haider movie is a reminiscent;
But my emotions are heightening.
You chose the way of never coming;
And you left me here humming.
The drums were brought by you;
But they are left drumming.
The results of all are pending;
Everyone is busy in sending.
But my dear SAQIB!what to say?
Your result was already running.
The shining Sun is darkening;
Why do they like hearkening?
Your absence is a big void;
Haider movie was not all about killing.
Your eyes are preserved inside me.
You are always living in me.
SepratIon’ Of Imbalance lOve is tOken’
Weeping with brOken heart,in nests apart’
TheY claim,whY families tear heart from heart’
Now with lover’s heart and limp watch for
long theY did’nt meet’
To cast love’s spell and kiss with lips sweet’
FinallY, with lOvers fOrtUne theY met On
one pole on two different electric wire’
Loaded chests and hearts burned with passionate fire’
Their beaks theY locked for a warm kiss’
Wires gOt crossed,their death pleasure of union did miss’
Then Love fOr long’love seek’xt’
God said, heaven Is thY bed next!
