I had dreamt–as often
Dreams do come true–
Of falling in love with you,
Of losing my being
To be in union with you
I saw the day the sundry folks
Were in queues,
Waiting upon you, save me
Looking through a glass mirror,
Reflecting the residue.
I was happy for the day.
Now and then I refrained,
But you advanced as I feared,
Abandonment.
Yet I was happy,
For you were happy,
That being my world.
Now I am old.
Old as a meek sparrow
As a wave gently passing by.
Yet you left,
Alone,
Refused to take me.
Not a word of coming back,
What a world have you left to me
For a world so strange and eternal?
_____Muhammad Shahab.
You have captured in a very “real” way the memories of a lost love.
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Thank you so much for your kind words.
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Well written …the first section was perfect. It’s almost like we set ourselves up to loose.
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Thanks a lot.
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So kind of you to say so. Thank you.
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Beautiful and sorrowful. I could feel the sense of loss in your words.
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Thank you for appreciating.
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Oh my, such ache in this loss–palpable.
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I’m glad you liked it. Thank you.
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You’re most welcome, Sir.
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Wow. So beautiful. Love the lines! 😊
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Thank you so much Ramyani.
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I really like your style. I’m glad I found you here at word press. It is easy to see you are a romantic person. I felt your pain. Count me in as a fan.
Randy Cobleigh
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Thank you so much for your precious words. We can be friends.
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Any time I can make a new friend I am delighted. Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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I am new at blogging and posting.
I need many new creative friends .
Writing for a few years since I retired. Enjoying .
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where do you live ..M..? Doesn’t matter really. I would just like to have “friends from many lands”, that is also the name of a book my mother gave me as a child to instill worldly appreciation in me..and it worked.while I despise the terrorist and all the guises they inhabit..I do very much like worldly people.
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I live in Pakistan.
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and that my friend is fine. Seems like one of my favorite authors was from there…Kalil Gibran…not sure exactly where he was..but I’m thinking it was Pakistan
anyway…I am happy you said we could be friends
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Kahlil is Lebanese.
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Well I’m sorry to say I am not well versed in world geography. You might indicate I am a typical American and that would be true…I think…I’m not really sure what designates typical. Ill say this …I am a 70 yr old man that has worked hard all my life in the construction business and. And moonlighted as a seeker of my own talents as musician, songwriter, poet and now I love to tinker with stories…some short or long. But writing is my current enjoyment. Who knows. Will I see any fruit blossom from my efforts or just receive the enjoyment of creation? Have a great week my friend.
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Ah…so I am as totally in the dark as I thought. That’s not good. but at least I don’t kind learning from my mistakes
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kind = mind
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Aching, longing,
for what our life is missing…
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It happens.
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