Poetry

These Hours are Ours

These hours are ours, it will never elapsed

Let us complete our quench

Moments of merriment, let us galloped

Excused each other if in oblivion, we’d drenched

Life’s existence paused now and again

Before the setting sun

Excitement may not be bothered

Every art of liveliness preserved

O’my love come let’s have fun together!

Our memorable shadows

Heart filled with lovey desires

Mind flying mesmerize

We sensed bit around the milky

And flashed over blue galaxy

The autumnal dismay, the griveous spring may forget away

Seasons altered not my heart, I wish my love to stay !!!

 

                                                                                                                  ~ Saleem Raza Jakhar

                                                                                                                        Sindh, Pakistan

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