New moon hope,

Ripples of joy float,

In ocean of hopelessness.

Light is dim,

And sunspots emerge,

Journey home yet to begin.

Dull weather,

Sand dunes and ditches,

Amid unexpected events.

Springs are dry,

For rains do I wait,

Love and hope flicker faintly.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Composed in Karachi on the morning of September the 29th, 2008 (28th of Ramadan).

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