Afzal Shauq Poems

Pashtoon girls
Like the snow
melt under the sun
Still sitting outside
...

In the flower of youth
with open heart
I stepped forth...
...

I wish...
for love to come...

The depths of your beauty
...

She looks at me...
her face
changed suddenly
As if I
...

To whom
I have surrendered
my dreams
my feelings
...

So Far from you...

I am lost...
...

Madness possessed...

Ever onward
this endless search
...

Madness is this love
which drives me
to sanity's brink.
...

When somebody
proudly mentions
their heritage
I become sadden
...

Had I known
at my birth
or been asked
by God...
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