Meet me
Before He
Snuffs out the Sun
Dries up the sea
And rolls up the sky…
Meet me
Before He
Wipes out the smiles
Freezes the hearts
And rearranges the bones…
Meet me
Before He
Makes me your enemy
Or makes you a stranger…
Meet me before all that…
Meet me in silence
Under the Bokul tree
With a bunch of innocent white lily…
Meet me with a pearl
Snatched from thine eyes
That never met mine
When I was alive…
© Syed Ahmed Shah, Bokultol, Guwahati.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem