gule rukhsar

(malakand agency / 24.11.1994)

A Truth I Weep


wondering in the maze of life
somewhere i stopped on a hyacinth
O' my hyacinth
picking it in my hands
the fragrance though spread
overwhelmed in the perfume of it
i wanted to admit
the beauty of love i had for it
with a pricking pain
i saw the thorns
never with a hyacinth
but there were they
to grin was my compulsion
to laugh was the only way
to not let the heart break
i know the pain
but cant let you suffer
O' my hyacinth
cant let you suffer
cant let you suffer

Submitted: Sunday, November 25, 2012
Edited: Sunday, November 25, 2012

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wrote in the age of 17..
dated: 10/12/2011

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  • Tiku . (12/2/2012 5:28:00 AM)

    straight from heart ink.there is pain and sadness here.keep inking. (Report) Reply

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