Swift is thy attitude,
Courageously moving,
Dangerously flirting
From love to disenchantment.
The agreement to be happiest
Together and forever,
This turning away,
Cans’t ever be true…
Did you not twirl at feet,
Yearning indivisible attention,
Locked was your heart inside mine,
So, thy power of enticement.
Antics, pranks, frolicsomeness,
Loveable all and more of them,
Rained upon anxious soul, whisking
Off ground, my stubborn steadfastness.
Acquaintance of first glance, A
Discovery of centennial relationship,
An illusion, a mirage, a deception,
An entrapment of Love.
Coiled by thy tresses, lies the soul,
Inducements many to love more,
Unlocking all the fetters of
Traditions, customs and mores.
Miseries departed forever,
Thy company warm, comforting,
Banished were all anxieties,
Rested the tired soul upon thine.
Strange is reactions now,
Irrevocable love, seeking,
To replace for now and future,
Perpetual estrangement.
The denuded trees of the forest,
But a reflection of myself,
Lonesome, lost, destroyed,
Is it the day parting?
Darkness begins to dawn
Upon the horizon of existence,
Lazily twilight is disappearing too,
The stars are beginning to dazzle…
Thy love, but only capers,
Merely skylarks were you,
All sentiments vandalised,
Perennially broken is the Spirit.
Pangs of separation, nursed,
Instead of thy embalming
The deep wounds caused,
Memories inflame the hell within…
Part, part, part, part, now.
O’ deserter, Queen of Deciet
Turn never backwards, or else
The deep cavity contains thy Love,
Will haunt thee forever, and ever….
Sirajuddin Aziz
Karachi