To The Deserting Train … 1006-2k13

My heart pulsates in my throat Untamed like dark voodoo drums Within the drums roll tears Fearing words that are yet to come It’s been just a moment, just a trice That I, hope filled, just found you My searches in the raves Had given me an answer in you Scarce had my eyes feasted Scant to my heart’s fill If at all, a look in your doe eyes Hardly the expression of my sighs A bit had I heard those chimes Not at all in them hid the signs The shine off your rosy cheek Language that your eyes speak The curls of your auburn hair Flick of them, sans a care Flutter of thy lashes and their storm Supple the lure of full arms The yearn in their heavenly charms Swaying slowly as you walk A rage for the town to carry on talk You speak not those words Twitter for my ears, of loving birds I shudder in pain and consuming loss Woe begone, beset, I toss Loss of a lifetime, In a frame reset You say you are helpless, weak Whence shall I fetch for you A winners streak. O love! Walk up bold to the deserting train In the deluge of love nothing is sane Walk and you shall not walk in vain Blow away the haunting shadow of pain Or slowly step aside and let it chug off To let them laugh who had their scoff Don’t throw away a beautiful life And buy us both a lonely strife original 12th Jun,2k13 Islamabad.