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Saba Istifa Poem
Bond of love
--S.I.Khan
Green coloured haze, a planet called earth,
Full of good and bad people, into core a burning hearth..
Join up, dive in, sync down the charity within,
Have fun, have a place for admirers crawling in..
She flew down to the very era too to her amaze,
And met a poised guy indisguised an angel in blaze..
To her astonishment, he offered her a mythical quest,
With no delay she accepted to find more of his behest..
Then, He was in her's, she was in his good people list,
Still they never conversated like she could always wish..
For her, he was shining sand others were just stones n mud..
She often met him in green field’s akin normal bud,
She waited and waited for his presence to blink,
One fine day he called her with a sublime wink..
She was more than happy yet confused,
Thinking how enchantingly is she diffused..
Might she been thinking he was a guy of storm,
But nonetheless, trivially he was just a norm..
Pretending to be devious, but envious inside,
A severe bulk of pretentious melancholy aside..
Not all to her's that she was to be an after effect,
But unaware she was of how much he wanted her to reflect..
Ultimately it happened that was bound to,
Their friendship bloomed as the years flew..
They conversed with each other day and night,
On face, in letters, in the dim, forth the bright..
As the winters approached, summers passed by..
And they never slept without wishing lovely good bye..
But time did have its moment to infiltrate,
Neither it turned to love, nor could they hate..
An infringed bridge took them to severance,
All to bring along was a slew of remembrance...
Her chaste could only make a windless smile,
As to him dismay it was a lamentable vile...
Walking alone, they set off to their hoods,
She went down the ocean, he went into the woods..
Still now when the forest's winds awake,
Rise up the tides in the ocean, they make..
To touch him again her sprinklets scatter,
As the gloomy airways slide and shatter..
To all that is manifested to the souls above,
No one knows they still have a bond of love..
by
S.I.Khan
Copyright © Saba Istifa | Year Posted 2013
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Saba Istifa Poem
Love, I'm Sorry...
Oh my love, I'm awfully sorry,
I wonder how could I be so silly
To not to inform you
If I have to be busy recently. ..
Im asking apology first
Im asking apology last
Honey, im asking apology for present
Im asking for it for the past
Im the stupid one, I let u down
Couldn't understand it makes u frown
You've been worrying all day long
Im sorry for being such a blond
If I could turn the clock back accordingly
I wouldn't hurt you so badly
I'd revert to you fast and at once
Which would make u happy more than tons
Im no perfect, I make many mistakes
But to be away from you, is what I can't take
Hurt me once hurt me twice
But talk to me in ur way that's so nice
My thoughts for you are so many
As I want to make it up to you quickly
Im now hoping fervently
For you to give me this opportunity
Pls accept my sincere apology
For making u worried n so angry
I know it won't make me feel less guilty
Its just that I can't see you anymore unhappy
Baby I promise to change things to normal
Pls forgive me instead any farewell
Im sorry if apology is not what u want
Still take it, else ur unhappiness will haunt
--Saba I Khan
Copyright © Saba Istifa | Year Posted 2016
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'Baffle Life'
--S.I.Khan
Like all others she was born too
Of no realization how life goes thru
Either to extant it or to understand it
With such bewilderness she grew
School, college, academy, institution
Were life's phases with no substitution
Never did she dare to commit an affair
To avert an ancillary clamorous attribution
Such a charismatic lassie she be grown to
Maneuver only to affirm that’s charmingly blue
Still with unsolved bewilderment of existence
In cloak erotically white, she bids bye as a shrew.
--s.i.khan
Copyright © Saba Istifa | Year Posted 2013
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Pretty Differences
--S.I.KHAN
I remember the night; I was talking to you all silly...
Never did I know, would fall for u so easily...
But you were someone so unique to me...
I couldn't hold on to myself but with u, to be...
Although I knew, between us...
It was the best of times; it is the worst of times,
It was the age of wisdom; it is the age of foolishness
It was the epoch of belief; it’s the epoch of incredulity
It was the season of light; it is the season of darkness
It was the spring of hope; it is the winter of despair
It was minute of togetherness; it is the ages of estrangement
We had everything before us; we have nothing forth us...
I was everything to you; I’m nothing for you...
In you, I had my world, now I don't have you...
I’m so lost still lost in you...
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Dear love,
The love I have for you will never die
I swear baby, this is no lie
I love you with all my heart
How do I hope we never part
Dear love,
You're my reason to live
Anything for you, im ready to give
Hope for together forever
Wish you'd hurt me never
Dear Love,
You're the only one for me
This I hope you see
I don't ever want to lose you
I hope you feel this way too
Dear Love,
You're perfect in every way
No matter what the world say
You've opened up my heart
You've given my life a new start
Dear Love,
You'd always be my cuddly teddy bear
I want you to realize how much do I care
Drenched in your love, im so much
Our love story makes the world so jealous
Dear Love,
I love you so much
You surely have a magical touch
You're a purest love diety in a shrine
Head to heels, you'll always be just mine.
--Saba I Khan
Copyright © Saba Istifa | Year Posted 2016
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Factualism Of Life
--S.I.Khan
The life we live
Is the life so erratic
To some, it's boundless beauty
But to rest, it's lethally traumatic
As blissful canopy, scorching sun, and tsunami waves
Are some countless eternal bits that our life plays
Some cries, some laughter, some successes, some disaster
Collars off entirety, to some, bestows like petals of aster...
Witnesses some tales brimming with bemoaning tears
To a new land, a saline smile of a damsel that it shares...
Somewhere it’s an ocean full of angelic blessings
Somewhere life is spoken words of unsaid confessings.
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'Why me?'
-- S.I. Khan
None inquires the luscious solitary wandering moon
What amaze ‘em my dawdling in angelic maroon
Enthralling weep they often do though camouflage
What vex ‘em my cold grief which they try to sabotage
I know, lust for true love is at gross
What bothers ‘em my casual dream as morose
World’s callous appetite for light is endless
What angst ‘em for my desire for darkness
My longing to amour him in this titillating life
What worries ‘em to have this warm soul no strife
Charm of togetherness invaded their euphoric minds
What alarms ‘em if I desire solitude of it kinds
None inquires the luscious solitary wandering moon
What amaze ‘em my dawdling in angelic maroon
--S.I.Khan
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The lost soul
-- S.I.Khan
Let him know, the slow besprinkling of my life
I was completely drenched with his love in rife...
His existence meant heavens to me
Let him know, I’ll be no more without him, to strife
It’s hard to pass lonely days in lights so dim
Even harder to spent nights lost in dreams of him
Calling out his name aloud or presenting him with a visit...
Are the days seems nowhere to return, yet alive in me..., tell him!
Still if he doesn't wanna be a part of me, in me...around me...
My lad let him know the grave I’m going thru, gruesome cries I make...
Tell him, I’m letting him win all the wins he couldn't take
And accepting defeat for him
...in every face of life...
Let him know, I lost ...lost his love...my life ...my soul
And I’m no more...
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The worldly eyes...
She is happy if she doesn't cries...
She is not feeling it, if she doesn't show
But in fact, she is broken, alot more than u can know
The worldly eyes...
Sees the giggles she shares
Never notices the hidden moist glares
She is happy if she doesn't complaints
But in fact, she is most depressed down the vains..
The worldly eyes...
Enjoys the jokes she makes
But never pay heed to...
the strength it takes
To Laugh when ur soul is wrenched
When your eyes are drenched
When the love u need the most
Has abandoned you to the cornered bench
The worldly eyes...
Can just blame
That you play game...
Never will they know
U cry yourself to sleep
Every night
only to witness
Sleepless mornings bright..
The worldly eyes....
Copyright © Saba Istifa | Year Posted 2016
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Yes, I have forgotten...
Those morning greetings, those good night wishes....
Those eternal calls and those countless messages
Baby, they now live only as the stories of your ditches...
Yes, I have forgotten
The lanes we rode, the jokes we cracked
The arguments we had n the burgers u unpacked
Baby, they were just the bits of your faked act
Yes, I have forgotten
The pranks you played, the kisses you made
The hugs you shared, the love you portrayed
Baby, I now agnize, were just for ur part time trade
--Saba I Khan
Copyright © Saba Istifa | Year Posted 2016
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