Believe Me
Believe me ……
Poetic Form :: Qasida
When I wished to live my life with you;
I was very young yet loved to do
anything for you, but was ignored
every time, reason best known to you;
Someone said, even the love gets dried
in extreme desert heat; may be true.
For your acts felt humiliated
yet I didn't reciprocate to you.
Those days suffered alone, hoped you'll change;
never tried to make it known to you.
And you continue to remain same
I felt discarded, unwanted too.
Now, after decades you came back, lost
charm of lush life; You're lonely and blue.
You wish to be with me, really
from my heart I do wish to help you.
But, fact is over years the cruel
world has damaged my soul and health too.
This desert has sucked my energy;
I don't have strength for new work to do .
Yes, I can't start a new life gaily;
it is too late both for me and you.
See how destiny plays with our lives.
Believe me, God knows, still I love you.
~X~X~X~
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