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Rinshi Ansari Poems
Walking down the lane of memories, I heard the sounds of your footsteps.
When will you step into my world? When will I become the elixir of your life? When can we fulfill each other’s love? When will you and me become one?
I tried so hard to control myselfBut your name kept coming to my lips Again and again. What is it so extraordinaryThat I keep thinking about you? I see many faces everyday.But it is your face that I long to see.
I Have Nothing
I have loved you all my life And loved nothing else. I have worshipped you like crazy And worshipped no other.
The dampness and coldness is soothing after the cruelty of the sun. It calms the entire being and takes you into a world so serene.
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Walking down the lane of memories,
I heard the sounds of your footsteps.
I lost myself in them,
As those are the ones that I longed for.
In the still night of darkness,
You come searching for me.
Why did you love me so much
To leave me in a whirlpool of pain?
You have again thrown me into the dark
And left me forever.
Where have you gone to hide,
Making it impossible to reach you?
Now, these paths and lanes we travelled together
Instill a deep fear in my heart.
How can I walk them alone
Without having your safe ...