"A Strange Melancholy" - By Hafsa Ahmed of B.Sc FNZC First Year
This sarcasm I’m feel’in
When I needed thee love
I didn’t thee, get it
And now after getting lost
And losing myself, losing
Everything and everyone,
I’ve learnt to have peace.
With myself I like to be lost,
In my solitude from twilight,
Till dawn and from dusk till midnight,
I no longer need anyone’s love and
Affection or talks and jokes to entertain myself,
Now I’m getting thee love and appreciation,
I never imagined to have and get.
Then I sat at twilight waiting to
See the moon and dreaming, how
These strange people were filling
The emptiness in my heart and soul,
Loved me where I was left unloved.
Now I don’t know what to do thee,
For I’ve forever lost those people.
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