Ye too miss me just as I do
Happy you live away from me,
You too, the way I lie to me.
In misty skies when moon I see,
I feel, you’ll today talk to me.
In fragrant blossoms when I see
Your smile, ah smiles the day to me.
Every evening seems to tell me:
Wear gay, not grey when come to me.
When I go, ye display grave mood,
Your face gives it away to me.
Alone shall ye fight with the world,
O talk not a child’s way to me.
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Reminiscing |06.05.2023|
Poet’s note: Based on an Urdu piece by Bashir Badr
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