First Love...One And Only

My first love I’v forever lost! I sit hushed, endure the cost. Gone she! to the merry ways In other arms she now sways. Vacant rantings at muse’s shrine Oh! I ail for her smile to shine Left me tattered, hollow an bare As she giggles to the Sunday fair What? the promises that she made! By the windmill, chewing a blade Eyes I saw were gleaming twinkles, Enchanting smile, an those dimples. Lay there us for hours on end Promising she, her hand to lend My heart is broken and it bleeds Crushed like our bedding reeds O’ why she whispered all those lies? O’ why can’t she hear my cries? Ecstasy’s traded, given me gloom Forsaken world that sent me doom? Why ought this; happen to me? I surmise! Should I really be? Shall she mourn, as I’m no more? Or pluck the fruits, by her door (Islamabad) (April 20,2009)