Bleak afternoon,

Weary heart and mind,

Cosmic blankness stares at world.

Sullen looks,

And dismal laughter,

Remind me of an old film.


In a gas-lit street,

Your presence still pervades.

Liz Browning,

And her fine love poems,

Lend life to a bygone theme.

Future stares,

Like a bright rainbow,

As you wave at me to soar.

Nothing now,

Seems important than,

You and me in sky’s caress.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed in Karachi on March the 2nd, 2008.

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