My Love Poem by shakil ahmed

My Love



The weeping that does not make sound
Surely it is mine.
The scraps of memory that cannot be wiped
Surely it is yours.
The letters that were written with drops of tears
I am the author of these.
The dark stains that settle on my heart
You are the author of these.
The tear that trickles from secluded eyes
I am the owner of it.
The callous heart that deceives me
You are the owner of it.
Due to lunacy of love I was blind
But consciously you were unkind.
The yearning of a heart is to get itself lost into others
And my desire was to get your kind favours
I wept so much in love that I can not endure
But I take pride that my love was pure.
A ruthless beloved or a dreadful betrayer
What ever you are- I little care.
In this dreary world I am the hopeless begger
Who does not get alms even after frequent prayer?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Catrina Heart 02 November 2009

Heart touching piece..........Thanks for sharing it...loved it!

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Joseph Poewhit 16 November 2009

Real outspeak of loves feelings.

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Brishti Mazumdar 16 November 2009

I liked the first part of the verse....Over all it's good to go thru.....

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Malik-seven Navarre 17 September 2021

You left me a message back in 2015 that my poetry interests you and you asked me to read some of yours. Well here I am : ) So far not disappointed; this is my favorite one so far. The unkind selfish nature of the lovee speaks volumes to me. Truly a good read.

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Glen Kappy 09 August 2017

shakil, i like the approach of this poem in the opening lines— The weeping that does not make sound Surely it is mine. The scraps of memory that cannot be wiped Surely it is yours. The letters that were written with drops of tears I am the author of these. The dark stains that settle on my heart You are the author of these. The tear that trickles from secluded eyes I am the owner of it. The callous heart that deceives me You are the owner of it. i feel for you that you experienced this. there is intense pain in it. and i wish i could say, my love was pure, about the girls with whom i acted selfishly in my earlier life (see my poem, bridge) . glen

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Soumita Sarkar 15 July 2015

Liked the poem....unrequited love...no favours despite ardent prayers....Thanks.

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Soumita Sarkar 15 July 2015

Beautiful.....I could not get favours despite ardent prayers...Thanks....liked this poem...for if the emphasis on tears have been a little less...

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Jodi Glass Pen Name 07 July 2015

:) loved the first few lines the best, will be reading ur stuff again

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Badarpur, Assam, India.
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