Wasted Inks

I curse the day I met you. And you are beauty personified.  I couldn't help myself not think of you.  And then, I intent to pry on your flaws, to get rid of you out of my dreams.  Yes, I found flaws in you.  Yet my brainless love, made them nullify.  And then,  I start believed, time could erase memories and pains I had. Then I realized, it could only fade the flaws of your's, but not the love I had or I'm having.                                                                                                                                                              ...

And  then , I felt your eyes on me after I kept mine on you. I heard you whispering your mean songs, when you pass by me. I seen you smiling to my blushing face.  I remember your fierce talks, which make me stammer.  And at those moments, I thought, I simply thought, you do care me. Or maybe, I guessed wrong. But yet, those are the moments where I'm most lively in my journey.                                                                                                             sahal_bin_iqbal                                                             ...

        I , Searching for a word, A word to describe this beloved. How should I spell something, which I never knew before. For, no one has ever seen such beauty. I've seen the beauty of full moon. I've seen the beauty of first light of dawn. I've seen the beauty of firn on north mountain. I've heard the whisper of wintry stream. I've heard the trespassing wind on shore. I've heard the seductive song of nature. I've felt the warmth of flame on icy night. I've felt the scent of newly born champak. I've felt the softness of dream which I wish goes on. But all those, won’t worth this word. And recently, I saw, I heard, I felt and I found…a word And, it rhymes like you …                                                                               sahal_bin_...