Poetry

A Sting That Poured Love

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The blue eyes and the blonde hair,
The cruel cheeks drenched in sweat,

The swords guarding the blue dots,
Murdered me mercilessly…

just a moment ago.

The fragrance that one just imagines,
Sung to my senses a song,

that still echoes
In the corridors of my heart,
And then the sting that shook me,
And murdered me mercilessly,
Just a moment ago.

The vapourous glass and her fist,
Kissed in despair,
Marked a language,
That murdered me mercilessly, just a moment ago.

They call it life
To me they are the life,
They tried to wave to cross the banks,
And bade a goodbye that murdered me mercilessly,
Just a moment ago.

O you! The wind,
Wipe off my tears,
Fly to them,
And whisper to them,
“The goodbyes aren’t goodbyes ”
“They are the stings, the cruel stings ”

That murdered me mercilessly,
Just a moment ago.

Fall into me,
Fall forever,
And So shall I,
For you are the faith,
I baptized for,
And it was a change,
That murdered me mercilessly,
Just a moment ago.

Shoaib Gani

News Desk

News Desk staff at The Kashmir Radar. Posting unbiased news as we believe in pure journalism!

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