Millions of moments, and endless eras
Long, loving hugs, and the warming poems
Your existence is rooted in all my senses
Your depth, and your feelings full of you,
I'm sorry that I couldn't love you more
It torments me that why so
But it's reality that I couldn't love you more
Your intensity wasn't responded the same way
Lady like you is an inexpressible art, love
Indispensable wave which 'll always follow me
Which will be permanently written on my soul
Which will be more firm than any religious word
Which will accompany me in every season
I could have stayed there for love's sake
I could have stayed there for your sake
That I didn't do
I went unpredictably brutal
Unbearable borders came between us
And the wisdom of our reality was trialed
I couldn't knead the nexus of our tale
Perhaps I wanted extreme disruption
Disruption from every emotion
Disruption from the drain of days
Disruption from you
And disruption from myself
Ah, I couldn't be kind to your cores, love.
It suffocates me that I couldn't engulf you
My language, my letters couldn't design you
You gave your best self to me,
You provided me the heights of every feeling
Love, history, anger, art, and enigmatic stars
Your alphabetic expressions too made me
In every way, in every axis
Even the spaces between us were exceptional
The taste of every wind favored us
The queries in curved lines quenched us
That of your eyeline satisfied me,
That of your pleasant odour ornamented me
And the melodious rings of your voice
That pleased my spirit the most.
You're absorbed.
You'd lessened the storms;
You'd balanced the earthquakes
You have been an explosion inside
You undressed my aura
You made my blood write
But I couldn't hold that ship for long
See, what have I done?
The sea of Sindh is restlessly anxious
Sleepy is the dust of the motherland
No edge is convinced; no sign sits serene
I treated you unrhythmically
Your saddened smile tells it all!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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