Hassaan Ahmad Noori
A Silent Soul
The climate changed; and it rained for an hour,
Lost in some thought, I was drenched in shower.
It was…? The "first day" of my class…,
Feeling quiet excited, it was happening, at last!
Wondering around, I got nothing to do
Sitting near an ajar window, I hold some view.
And I wonder!
Is she a "seraph", I asked my friend,
But his retort was platitudinous.
Hallucination? It can't be that,
My friend ignored it, giving me a pat.
A pat full of console, as I was mad.
I was lost and my dreams were wrought,
As I left over with ...