I Feel You In My Senses Poem by Farooq Kuchay

Bluffy sky sings ballads of passion.
Untimely raining turns you ashen.
You pretend yet away from innocence.
I am telling you this in confidence.

You are garlanded in white and gold.
But artificiality melt though it is cold.
The effect of your infidelity prints in my mind.
For worldly fame turns you wonky and blind.

You failed to decipher my inner desire.
And can't spare your being from hell fire.
You decorated virtuality with innocence.
And I buried mine feelings thence.

The night turned beautiful yet hazy.
Under the moonlit I felt as if crazy.
I feel like cursing you, but how?
For you belong not to me now.

You played a filthy nature of love.
And left me to mourn like a dove.
I wonder whether I am angry or broken.
In the frame of harsh time words are spoken.