by farid latiff,
Breezy crack of dawn shake the buds of roses,
We congregated, in a little while apart;
Thee expressed the feelings deep buried in the heart,
Heard by the flock of mocking-birds, city folks;
Vanish those sham thoughts!,
Painful to be customary – astonished;
Bespoke with those asinine feelings,
Hours of darkness, love was shared;
Humbug to bear, burst out the reality,
Admission of guilt, I’m sorry;
Ô God, show me the precise path,
Bogus Love.
p/s : This poem has been published for April Stony Brook's Publication and has been attached on Lulu Poetry
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