Just Be Not Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Just Be Not
These days
Dreams make colors
As if some saint
Told me of memories
Sweet that they may groove in
How to bid farewell
To the love that is a haunt
Letting go
Is too old fashioned
Rise
Leave the music unsung
In between the lines
In half smiles
Just
Be not
Like on a winged horse
To heaven
The last look into the eyes
Of the beloved
May make your heart break
Just
Be not
23/1/2010
Islamabad
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4/24/2024 8:38:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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