there I saw
the lurking pain,
sadness and anger
in the words
written by past
there I felt
incomplete love
with yearns and hope
for one last
brighter sun
alas! why are you
weeping or wailing, asif
for not being discovered
look what happen to those
who were been found
by each other
to get destroyed?
-
ah! my friend, my soul
my secret keeper
loneliness is curse
through years my love
it is grief in the heart
which is never cured, never tend
alone gloom of age makes
dark thy face and
thy life of grace draws
near its end
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This poem which I wrote is in response of the one I read, written by a fellow poet ' Lady Grace ' - ' A silver wedding anniversary ' here on PH
Asif Baloch
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gloom-of-age/
