A stray in the thick of fogged time
breathing flesh full of yester year
wandered not knowing time nor place
in the pit of tormented melancholy mind
talking to the space of love long gone
strolled in a silence in mad stupor
vague eyes watered that saw but saw not
the mind in a void prevailed not on but on
the hopeless helpless heart beat her lost name
thoughts saw her wild warm beseeching eyes
feeling her close heart sighed in silent space
of the barren badly missed her beautiful body
memories full in the hollow, hollow mad mind
in the peace of that silence nothing passion past
having bade the beautiful buried body in tears
a fist of her spirit dust he carried in his heart
a love as true and magnificent as the moons light
her scent dwelled in his soul a song of silence
lost in the darkest night her spirit song played
brought a tear smile on the full lips of love
by shokat habib
28/09/2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem