Poems from Taiyaba Rahmatullah
All the passion and zeal that you can't feel
The sudden disappearing fun, are you being human ?
In a week of 7, spend 5 days of misery
48...
I barely forgot you
Thus I remembered you again
Oh, what strikes a poor man's sane
T'was you I found and always got you
Here I am back...
When these days would pass
And the streets would throb with celebrations
When people will shake hands
When your arm could feel some mass...
How can the roses be so red
How can the fruits be so sweet
With all the chaos surrounding us
How come the nature don't cease to please...
Staying at home Sitting all alone
Like they're home alone
Streets howling from the nooks
Terror roaming in the winds
Like it's a battle...