petition of love by InternetLord 2013/02/15 19:18
Tittle-tattle is going on between three young lads
and a lady
The lad parking himself on a cruise bike making a
hoary world with smokes.
The girl wearing a black dress will be the queen of
this hoary world one day maybe
An aged blind vagabond standing in front of me
spreading his begging hand
I start to search dissimilarities with this vagabond
Getting no dissimilarities I find every inch similarities
with him
Taking my cell phone in hand I start to utter let me
say today
Let me give liberation to my heart
" O my floozy! I can't say like Prince Hamlet
And can't sing the song of tenderness like Majnu
Only from the deep of my heart and from the
memories of my mind that you have possessed
taking this supremacy
Just want to say ‘I love you truly'."
But can't utter, taking the burden of my heart.
But today I have found Prufrock in me.
I am powerless to give anything to that vagabond
How could I give?
I am a vagabond of money
Of love and power.
And the heart has forgotten the Allah's Dhikir
(Mentioning Allah's name constantly)
I heard love has now become like the index of share
market
Sometimes the index goes higher and lower
Sometimes like the temperature of human body
98.4 degree to 102 Fahrenheit.
I assure you, my love neither increase nor decrease
It is fixed like the sun.
Tittle-tattle is going on between three young lads
and a lady
The lad parking himself on a cruise bike making a
hoary world with smokes.
The girl wearing a black dress will be the queen of
this hoary world one day maybe
An aged blind vagabond standing in front of me
spreading his begging hand
I start to search dissimilarities with this vagabond
Getting no dissimilarities I find every inch similarities
with him
Taking my cell phone in hand I start to utter let me
say today
Let me give liberation to my heart
" O my floozy! I can't say like Prince Hamlet
And can't sing the song of tenderness like Majnu
Only from the deep of my heart and from the
memories of my mind that you have possessed
taking this supremacy
Just want to say ‘I love you truly'."
But can't utter, taking the burden of my heart.
But today I have found Prufrock in me.
I am powerless to give anything to that vagabond
How could I give?
I am a vagabond of money
Of love and power.
And the heart has forgotten the Allah's Dhikir
(Mentioning Allah's name constantly)
I heard love has now become like the index of share
market
Sometimes the index goes higher and lower
Sometimes like the temperature of human body
98.4 degree to 102 Fahrenheit.
I assure you, my love neither increase nor decrease
It is fixed like the sun.
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