"Everyone asks for my spouse"
I say, she still lives in my dreams
I haven't yet found her.
May be one day
I will come across her -
a fair spotless damsel
with rings around her neck,
standing in a street corner
licking her ice cream...
Seeing me suddenly
She will call me out -
Hey Abdul, is it you?
Where have you been?
I come to you every night
in your loving dreams.
Come close to me
but do not touch me.
If you do, I will disapper
from your night long dreams.
I could not resist.
I was dying for her.
I touched, and lo!
There was no trace of her.
My two empty hands were
groping the air, foolishly.
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