Muhammd Hameed Shahid

You To Compose, Too - Poem by Muhammd Hameed Shahid


Muhammad Hameed Shahid

I am to compose a poem,

On the theme of those finger tips

Which are intoxicated,

With the ecstatic touch,

Of the supple body,

Or about those lips,

Which have lost their moisture.

I am to compose a poem,

About the first word of love,

That was uttered only,

For my sake,

Or, about that constrained tear,

Which lingered on the lashes.

I am to compose a poem

On the inward self

Where passions

Prosper to become, interminable;

Or, again on the topic of inaccessibility

That has been ordained,

I am to compose a poem

About that comprehension

Which was reduced to

Dreg owing to

Allegorical jumble of words;

Or I have to sing a song

To celebrate those kisses

Which were deferred

Amidst sobbing

You have to compose too

On the theme of the ice

That was placed on my chest,

Or about that congealment

Which froze your words.

Compose, you must

A poem, a stanza-


Recalling that moment

Which had alighted

Between two of us,


Remembering the association

Which traversed

But the distance

Of the tear

Rolling down the eye!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 23, 2010

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