Biscuit Breaker Poem by Rafique Farooqi

He comes to see her,
and alway with lingered hope,
and she smiles a little and turns her face,
with a deaf ear towards him,
it is the all,
she keeps for him,
and more than that, he is.
to be become happy with.
He sits with papitations,
and cold limbs cold sweats on his face,
He watches his fate on her face.
She is never amazed to find,
near the door when she is leaving.
And looks him in side mirror of her car, as he see her off till the car disappears from the sight.,
As she goes to see her boy friend.
She is amazing,
and he is constant,
and also more amazing,
like a teathing biscuit breaker