M. Asim Nehal
He Came With My Spirit. - Poem by M. Asim Nehal
I am the spirit that roams round the earth
singing with the rives the songs of love
enchanting the memory of ancient glory
like the spiders crafting web-cow and
like a mermaid with long tail flashing the water.
One day I went to visit a friend very dignified
Who lived a life of a king-size
Now capsized within four walls
Lying on bed and waiting for the call
I touched his forehead with the ends my fingers
as if I was trying to remind something we enjoyed.
He felt my presence as if I am somewhere around
And with delight he started to tell stories of the past
like a poet who takes pleasure in reciting his best poem.
An hour full of old memories passed,
like the shadows of the trees over the grass.
Finally when I was about to leave
His spirit came out of mortal body to follow with me.
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