Friday, 21 January 2022

My Sorrows by Kashif Nasir

 



'My sorrows'

 

I write to pass the night

To save myself from fright

And I hope I don't see

The sorrows around me

 

I can see, one behind the door

One, sitting on the floor

One, staring from the screen

Oh One, that is filthy and lean

 

The sorrows all have come

To turn my night glum

I write to keep them at bay

So they dare not stay

 

I want them to be gone

They do not belong

To hide behind my door

Or to sit on my floor

 

My room is not for you

Go on, off with you.

 

But they look so sad

Maybe they are not that bad

I will let them stay

Let them stay a day

 

Come from behind the door

You, the one, on the floor

And you, Oh! Filthy one

My sorrows and I are one

 

@MumblingsOfKashif

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