A Terrible Pain - Poem by shakil ahmed
A Terrible Pain
O, hear words of my torn heart-
Everything is shifting rapidly
Flower, that was born yesterday,
Is withering ruthlessly.
The pretty girl of the other house
Will grow old and will die.
She will be buried in her mound
Along with her silver locks
Her body will perish
In the dust of her grave
Every living being will die
None will remain alive.
Our stay here is very brief
Our destiny is like decaying leaf
I suffer from an ache
In your prolong absence.
You come back wearing your smile
That was buried deep in your heart.
Before the last breath, let’s resume
Our talk where we ended.
You are lost in the midst of throng
You come like my lost song,
With new hues of sparkling rainbow,
If you can’t,
At least send your silent shadow
That will remind your presence
And I will love it, in your absence
But when your shadow will not remain,
To speak the truth
I have to undergo a terrible pain.
When death will come with its clarion call
I will be swayed like dancing leaves
And will reach an unknown region
Where forever and ever
I will sink into oblivion.
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