I lay by the river and gaze
Mulling upon the life’s phase
The daisies and the grass
Forgotten how times will pass
The river lapping at the side
Shall I ask her to be my bride
Will I for ever Chase the flow
Remembering her face aglow
Or shall we walk holding hands
Down the aisle in fragrant lands
Pluck a flower to pick its petal
Wondering when life will settle
A warbler on the side twitters
In warrens my thought dithers
The cuckoo now gathers an dips
Remember her an I purse my lips
Wish I only for your tender cheek
Oh no! its you whole that I seek
Wren cozies to a hen on perch
Loony an lonely I left in a lurch
(Islamabad)
(May 07,2009)
saadat tahir
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