Jahan zaib Poems
After that day of our departure,
I gave my soul nothing but torture,
Calling you to memory all the time,
Made my moments the most sublime,
You were here with me like the sun of dawn,
Sat I looking you ending in smoke every plan,
How can I stop you, knowing no way no reason,
To have forever in my heart a lily, rose' season,
Is this my fate this my destiny? Looted and in despair,
Or with your hand will my hand be ever in pair?
Will ever my tired head rest on your soft arm,
Will my name be written ever on your white palm?
I have a hope ...
I Can Feel You
I dream not riches but a night
Lit by a dim sweet moon light
Me and my sweet loving sweetheart
A sense of oneness and feeling of delight
Hand in hands and eyes in eyes
As if the whole word in front of me lies
None can we see and none can we feel
Night gets deeper, love on the rise