Nasreen Khan


A Moment Foregone

Last night, your lost memories crept into my heart
As spring arrives secretly into an unfruitful garden
As a cool morning breeze blows slowly in a desert
As a sick person feels well, without a reason.

When the memories of you overtake me, my tears flow.
Every moment they tell me that we shall meet.
What is this life of mine, say about you? It’s just your story, this life of mine.
I will bear the pain of this separation for the eternity of my life.

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