Kity. Poem by Honny Zubedi

Kity.

Rating: 4.8


Oh this lonely life of mine, it's a pity,
And without your love, it's a disgrace;
I silently cry, but you are n't aware, Kity,
As of Autumn on the Spring, there isn't any trace.
Though why is it so, nobody knows,
Why don't you love me, when I do;
Only it's natural and it happens so,
That people who understand this are very few.


Dated: 01/15/1979.

Saturday, April 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
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Captain Herbert Poetry 24 April 2014

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Honny Zubedi

Honny Zubedi

Karachi, Pakistan.
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