Hashim Nizamani Poet Ode

An Ode To a Young Lady

As a youth of 
fourteen, I saw you 
first,
With silky hair 
waving, waving 
along the cheecks,
You nodded, talked, 
moving hands, trod,
I could not hear, but 
lovely lips played.
Fancy I more, and 
more lose sense,
What charm, what 
beauty,
what power you 
possess!
This sight I sought 
whenever I drearmed,
Nothing I want, if i 
see you once again.
Alas! What I call the 
destiney, that takes 
you far away?
The void feels ghastly, 
and mush is in tumult;
Wherupon I seek u? 
Whereupon I perch?
Loneliness my 
destiney, I am robbed 
of the rest, 
How long I live alone? 
How long tolerate?
Let me go 
unconscious, let me 
annihilate .

Hashim.

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M. Shahid H. Chouhdry August 18, 2013 at 11:04 AM Hashim, there is a fluency at the begining but in the middle and at the end you have lost the rhyme.Keep Up .Good Job

Skat A April 17, 2013 at 9:33 PM Hashim, a very moving poem. sad to seek out. Thank you for stopping by my poem and the soup mail, It has been an honor reading your poems tonight. LUV ~*~SKAT Hashim Nizamani April 28, 2013 at 10:16 AM Thank you SKAT. Hashim Nizamani April 17, 2013 at 11:16 PM I am very happy to see such a warming welcome. Thank you very much dear Skat.

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri April 16, 2013 at 5:27 AM Ah a lovely poem recollection! So nice to read. Do read mine too pls and coment.