To The Deserting Train … 1006-2k13 Poem by saadat tahir

My heart pulsates in my throat
Untamed like dark voodoo drums
Within the drums roll tears
Fearing words that are yet to come
It’s been just a moment, just a trice
That I, hope filled, just found you
My searches in the raves
Had given me an answer in you
Scarce had my eyes feasted
Scant to my heart’s fill
If at all, a look in your doe eyes
Hardly the expression of my sighs
A bit had I heard those chimes
Not at all in them hid the signs
The shine off your rosy cheek
Language that your eyes speak
The curls of your auburn hair
Flick of them, sans a care
Flutter of thy lashes and their storm
Supple the lure of full arms
The yearn in their heavenly charms
Swaying slowly as you walk
A rage for the town to carry on talk
You speak not those words
Twitter for my ears, of loving birds
I shudder in pain and consuming loss
Woe begone, beset, I toss
Loss of a lifetime,
In a frame reset
You say you are helpless, weak
Whence shall I fetch for you
A winners streak.
O love! Walk up bold to the deserting train
In the deluge of love nothing is sane
Walk and you shall not walk in vain
Blow away the haunting shadow of pain
Or slowly step aside and let it chug off
To let them laugh who had their scoff
Don’t throw away a beautiful life
And buy us both a lonely strife


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12th Jun,2k13
Islamabad.