Oh my callous beloved!
Fabricate an excuse
To visit;
The wretched hovel of
Your secluded lover.
Come once and watch me;
Parched are my thoughts
And bleeding are my senses.
These ominous silences
Have placed me under
The sharp blades of
Taunting apprehensions.
The Draught hit streams
Of our blazed rendezvous
Appeal the clouds of thy mercy.
Amid the dreadful darkness
Of this lamenting night
Your jubilant return is
The only ray of hope.

Will not you come ...??

© Badee Uz Zaman.