FIE ON IT

Bright lights,

Smiling faces,

Confused folks.



I find myself,

Waiting for love,

In sky's caress.



I wrote emails,

Tried phone-calls,

But all in vain.



A photograph,

Of a long-lost love,

Keeps smiling.



"Casablanca":

How many times?

Play it again?



If life goes on,

Just like this,

Then fie on it.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed on the 28th of April in Karachi.

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