(In memory of a class-mate)
I hate those words sound ‘goodbye’
It snatched my beloved while I cry
She deserted me in hours of need
I’m stranded alone on a shore, indeed
Nights have gone and days slipped away
Alas! I could not get for what I pray
If I had known, you are leaving me
Would have loved you more, I plea
Now days and nights belong to the past
Such is a path where life shows contrast
Those days so remote now eclipsed by time
Like stars behind misty clouds, hazy and sublime
Cherished moments stand still for none
Nostalgic dreams, my wish, my yearn
Let’s share a few minutes together again
First we shared ecstasy now share the pain
Published in Weekly MAG, March 12-18, 2003, The Nation & The News of April 19, 2003
Muhammad Mahtab Bashir
ISLAMABAD.
mahtabbashir@gmail.com
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