Wink Of Thirst Poem by Abdul Wahab

Some one please
Brings me a mirror

So that I can show him
The lamp of love

Lighted by him
In my twilight time

And tell him that
With every passing moments

The wink of my thirst
Rises up

Cool water
Of the well is not enough

To douse it
Or quench

The light is blistering too
I can not see any reason

My eyes go
Completely blind

While staring the path
Of his return

The air of its
Surrounding so heated up

That any time
It can turn into a storm

Moreover, the wind
Of his absence

Fans the flame
Tell him to come home soon