Honny Zubedi

Freshman - 524 Points (Jan.30th.1961./Jun.4th.1982. / Karachi, Pakistan.)

Fate... - Poem by Honny Zubedi

Standing alone,
Surrounded by this heavy winter evening,
Dark clouds probed with occasional lightening,
Similarly your image flashes, and is gone.

Wet winds,
Blowing hard across from the North,
Plucking at my soul saying, 'Life's not worth',
And I, unable to decide, fight my mind.

At last I decide,
These last lines I say to the image so divine,
It wouldn't be so, if you were mine,
So forever with the Northern my soul will hide.

Dated: 11/23/1978.

Topic(s) of this poem: lonely

Comments about Fate... by Honny Zubedi

  • Akhtar Jawad (5/11/2014 12:09:00 AM)

    Another lovely poem, must be appreciated. (Report) Reply

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  • Captain Herbert Poetry (4/24/2014 7:51:00 PM)

    These last lines I say to the image so divine,
    Great penned
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014

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