Callous Girl Poem by shakil ahmed

Callous Girl

She doesn't understand
The language of love-lit eyes
She doesn't perceive
The intensity of amorous sighs.

I love the soul
Of that callous girl
The way in a tiny insect
Jumps into blazing fire.


She will never know
How my soft bosom is torn
How the life surrounds me,
With its piercing thorn.

The twinkling stars rise
To mock my ugly plight
I see shadows only
In the glistening moon-lit night.

Often out of sheer rage
I curse my fate
I don't spare even
The moments of my birth.

I curse my wretched soul
And ask why it is so poor
Everybody is swimming in the sea of love
And I am standing at the shore.

When everybody enjoys the bliss
I only weep and moan
My love has left me
Utterly dejected, sad and alone.