My love
How strange that we found each other?
I was a stray
wandering aimlessly
in the valley of astonishment
wearing turban of grief on my head
shouldering the pain a generation
singing with the flute of pain
a song....
achingly sad
sadly true
then you came along
and became a music!
so sweet, so melodious!
you embraced me
embraced the emptiness...
collected the uncollected items....
that you left years ago...
where nothing grew but sadness....
but then...
you embraced all that too
and we became one existence!
Farid Gul, London, 8 October, 2009
Musings of the Bard
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