Ya Ali Madad Mukhi Saheb; Kamadianii Maa and All Others;
Sometime; what to do; these type of thoughts are part of me. And being a writer I have to write it down; to see where I stand in front of me. After writing; I read it; so far so good; nothing is there to object; but still I feel shy of myself.
Let her go; She is not for me
She is replica of me
That's why she is in me
For no reason; don't know
Why she is reflected in me
This is something unique
I was not expecting in me
She is humble; and kind
Her humility reflects in me
Don't ask of her beauty
Always in my mind and me
Look at her; top to bottom
She is perfect; she is in me
She is talk of the town
Why; that you don't ask me
She is gorgeous beauty
A dancing doll; captured me
I feel magnetic effects of her
Still little bit away but in me
Now she is quite close to me
I know; she is going to hug me
I have not seen her so far
but feel; her feelings in me
Was sure; she will meet me
Here comes she; to hug me
Was joyous to see her coming
Passes by without hugging me
How she can dare; to do that
Turns back walking towards me
In between she stops; surprise me
Talking to someone else; not to me
I think; I am in a day dreaming
Let her go; she is not for me!
Amir