Sheikh Nissar Poet Quatrain

I Cam To Take You

I came to take you with me
Away from shame, away jealousy;
I’m your life and shadow too
Come out of your standing grave—it is earthy.

Fairly, I’ve come this way, only for you
Following the breeze, before the advent of dew;
Is it your woo, neither band nor song
Or is it your love or virtue?

For without you, my sore widened a furlong
In this pain, thirst grew, I became too strong
And this love was last journey
Come with me! O’ Soul! O’ My Song!

                                                          Sheikh Nissar

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment