The lament shall go
Unheard
Did the rose ever shed a tear
It withers into petals
On its own
The wave of the stem was the wind
Spring has come
Asking for leave now
Nightingale has the plaint
Why sing it not
Unless from a broken heart
Islamabad
18/3/2010
Sadiqullah Khan
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