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Waiting All Alone

Where have you my love gone Leaving myself so alone? There are some things with me, Being to you still unknown. Every beat of my heart Comes taking just your name It seems ages since I last Saw you and last you came. No smile’s touched my lips Since you’ve my love gone! My eyes rain and rain. My heart burns with pain. My soul keeps in sobs. My mind shackled in your memory’s chain. Come bless my eyes with your sight, Or else, from the world I’m gone! You enjoy the company of others And the garden of my heart withers. You’ve made my life a sorrow, Wherein no happy event occurs. You promise to meet and forget And I keep waiting alone! In the deep still of night When all is off my sight, In the mirror of my mind you peep And into my dreams creep, And when in the surprise of happiness, I stretch my arms, you are gone! When you are away my pretty doll, I’m just as a body without soul, As a fish out of water As a bird with no shelter, N’ the life-journey seems as walking Over thorns, with my feet fully torn. I, in the imprisonment of loneliness, Shackled in the chain of your promises, Let my gloomy eyes stare Far in the sky for roses, The roses of your lips, Smiling to me in the morn. When the whole universe is asleep, My thirsty eyes are awake. The blood of the injuries of feelings Flows and flows as a lake. Come and see how is your lovelorn. I’m waiting for you all alone!

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Date: 3/18/2014 11:38:00 PM
This is a very nice poem. It is hard to lose someone you love and be left all alone. But time cures the pain and as it goes by - it hurts less. We just have to be brave and keep on living. I had to read your first poem. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla
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Aejaz Zafar
Date: 3/19/2014 12:42:00 PM
Thank u sooooooo much for honoring me by reading my poem and leaving a comment. In fact friends like u r the only remedies for past injuries, and means to forget the sorrows of the past. May we get introduced? Thanks. Zafar

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