Zaffar Qureshi Poems

It was me who sat alone in the house,
when you left.
Staring into the walls that were once our childhood.
You left me,
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May I know who you are?

The sound of an untimely death,
that cannot know how to weep.
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A murmur, a mumble, a distant hush,
towards the gathering herd we rush,
enshrined in us love's silent sigh,
confined in us our hearts cry.
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Before the signs of forgetting you, show,
I must let you go.
Your memory as your present is now worthless to me,
eventhough Love's immune to time, you see,
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To be snubbed by a cigarette tomorrow,
too great was the night's sorrow.

The morning bliss my veins invade,
...

Dearest,

Winter days, through ages last,
living inside my lonely heart.
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We were here,
You and I,
When the night's empty sky,
glanced into our eyes,
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Like the cloud so full,
desperate to pour,
Like the tired waves of sea
longing to hit the shore
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To us belong the immortal hearts,
And in us the night never ends.
Shine Shine oh bird of time,
carry me over this lake.
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In parts I fell off the shelf
and somehow,
gathered somewhere else,
where things never cling,
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