Absconder Poem by Nabi Azad

Absconder

I am awake in your city
In the silent hour,
If you leave and go behind
Then why do you stir?

there was a song and melody
touchiness turned into tear
my soul is suffering from thirst
When I return and stand again.

no boundaries here, but I am a prisoner
Love does not make peace!
The eyes dance in a wavering haze
Does love live in memory?

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