saadat tahir

[SIZE=3]I know that I love you, my dear S!
Oh you name! …Lord thee bless!

works with the infirm, comes home late,
A role she plays, ordained by fate.
Study the tomes, all night long.
So can cut through, many a thong.
Pops a pill, to sack it late,
across the bed, a pile of hate.

Few snatched moments, on the line.
Scarcely if ever; a quaff of wine.
Long now forgotten, is out to dine,
weekends trudge, stringing laundry line.
Oh! Loved the firs and rustling pines
Cutting through wrists are daunting twines

I know that I love you, my dear S!
Oh you name! …Lord thee bless!

In a far off land only a name resides.
Hardly if ever the time coincides.
But a hope is kindled and kept alive.
A direction and path along which to strive.
Mops up home that’s really not hers.
Nor was she ever gifted any furs.

A sweet simple girl, inside resides.
Needs an arm to hold and hide.
Who’ll softly touch in a caring squeeze.
Who’ll walk her along on the beech.
Look deep in her eyes and say not a bit.
Make her smile by his beam and wit.

I know that I love you, my dear S!
Oh you name! …Lord thee bless![/SIZE]


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saadat
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(Sept 24, 2009)

**what is 5000 kms any way...!

Shazia Arif

v nice bt u hav'e used shakesperean hard english which is v rare,v few ppl understand this.

saadat tahir

welll thanx to start with
shakesperean...as in bard....wow...
wish cd be half way there.... if ever...

we cd do romanised stuff but then why not just stick to urdu....
u may be rt .... its a moot point.... people dont understand this....to me its simple straight forward english.... i pointedly avoid posting difficult poetry on local forums....which i reserve for international dedicated forums

but ur point and suggeation is taken in good spirit ....feed back is always welcome

cheers