My Life Your Memories
In the ruthless journey of life,
You're the support of mine.
Your departure!
Has devalued me.
In the ebb and flow of life
We're parallel lines.
The lamp faded away
And darkness the sole fortune of mine.
Your whisperings!
Still echo.
Your gigglings!
Are still retained.
O Beloved!
Your home speaks volumes,
Whenever I knock.
Lips whimper your name
And shower of tears console me.
The painful moment of that separation
Has splintered me.
Breeze that flows from your country,
Has nothing special in it except,
Wrapped in the fragrance of your memories.
Oh don't you come!
But your memories
The only sustenance of my life.
By: M. Uzair Khan
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