Words that danced distant screens.
Morphed in days to tender dreams.
Whence they bloomed, barren rooms.
Verdant lines now sterile seams.
Rainbows drift to farther glades,
newer beats breathe novel shades.
Longing craves for fancy flights.
Tender dreams of azure sights.
Soulless rays that time congeals,
to wonton webs from spinning wheels.
Eager ears in shadows wait.
Wandering eyes searching sate.
Vacant eyes so search for one,
and time on ruts my cares shun.
Longing craves for fancy flights.
Tender dreams of azure sights.
(24 July,2k11/Islamabad, Pakistan)
saadat tahir
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