Mujeeb Jaihoon poetizes a longing heart waits for its love, adrift in time, hoping for a reunion.
Sabr hamaare paas bilkul hai,
Lekin, mere khwaab
Ke janaab
Socha bhi hai aap ne kabhi
Yeh intizaar kitna mushkil hai?
Patience with us,
For sure is.
But, hey, honored one
Of my dreams!
A thought
Have you ever given:
This long wait
To bear is hard!
2001. Edit Sep 2024
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It was really good!
12/29/2001