Memory of a Promise
Leaving moon at the shore
Cloudy wave returned back home
Into the slate colored wide universe
Plain as washed up after evening
Stood here 'I' as messy as a garbage bin
Full of uncountable variety of trashes
Finding myself so unlikeable
That it doesn't seems like home within
But so far in the depth of this blackness
There breathes a memory of a promise
Not to anybody in flesh and soul
But to me and my very own
To stay alive until the end arrives
Not to die while a single breath suffice
To see everything that lays affront
Neither turning nor covering my eyes.
© Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015
(Poem)
Cloudy wave returned back home
Into the slate colored wide universe
Plain as washed up after evening
Stood here 'I' as messy as a garbage bin
Full of uncountable variety of trashes
Finding myself so unlikeable
That it doesn't seems like home within
But so far in the depth of this blackness
There breathes a memory of a promise
Not to anybody in flesh and soul
But to me and my very own
To stay alive until the end arrives
Not to die while a single breath suffice
To see everything that lays affront
Neither turning nor covering my eyes.
© Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015
(Poem)
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