On a lonely winter, a beam of sun's strobe,
Enlights my way to the lover's lobe
Like a chicken in the sun, i await thee
Till the moon rises, i seek thy glee.
Like an indian tourist, i swapped stations for you
While up above in blue, birds flew and flew
I quenched my thirst, i sipped a cup of tea
Like an isolated lad, i slouch in the sands of sea
I miss u O' lover, i missed u'r presence
Why didn't you appear, i missed u'r guidance
I doubt you O' lass, you hid behind the bush
The late evening of a lone boy,(he needed a push).
Like a poetic mother, in a monotone i quote,
"Treasure me before i fall-off the boat."
-safwan sadiq
