Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Fog - Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

I met your friend
She has your trend
Borrows nothing
Somethings does lend.

Full of secrets
Joys and regrets
Silence, silence
All interprets.

An embrace cold
Soft, strong hold
A bliss priceless
Nor bought, nor sold.

Sun's golden face
Evades silvery grace
The western Queen
Walks with calm pace.

Sky's King retreats;
His signs deletes,
She cannot bear,
Her realm repletes.

Her silvery dress
Flaunts in each cress
Brings drops in eyes
When takes in press.

Go out and meet
She is a damsel sweet
Her heart is light
All clean and neat.

O friend! come please
Tension release
I wait for you
ALL worries freeze.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Natural phenomena have their own charm.

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (6/26/2013 11:10:00 AM)

    Thought provoking images of sun and moon. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013

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