Sunday, September 28, 2008

How much i miss you....

For every caress of wind, that reminds me of your breath
For every join of my lips, that reminds me of your kiss
For every waft I breathe in, that reminds me of your scent
For every striking gust, that reminds me of your touch
For every strand of hair, that reminds me of your mane
For every spoken word, that reminds me of your lies,
For every silent spasm, that reminds me of your apathy
For every oblivion of sleep, that makes me feel your presence
For every spot of melanin, that reminds me of the ravishment
For every moment of pride, that reminds me of the indignity
For every ounce of happiness, that reminds of the delusion
For every lost success, that reminds me how you gave up on me
For every vanished ambition, that reminds me how I learned to not want you
For every truthful lover, that reminds me of your untruth
For every passing moment, that adds to my memory
For as long as im cursed with life,
I hereby tell you .... That this is how much I miss you!


P.S. This poem came out of me after watching the movie "Casanova" .... screwed haan ! :)

9 comments:

M. Hassan M. said...

You portrayed "PAIN" very beautifully !!!

Let me share something that I think related to this:

woh sarey din suhaney they
jinhe tumne ganwa dala
wo rishta tor ker tumne
sabhi kuch khatm ker dala
main ab darta hu rishto sey
koi taluk nahi rakhta
k dil ko maar dala hey
bohat mushkil hui mujko
bohat arsa laga is main
to q ab mujse kehtey ho
tumhe woh pyar lotaa du

...

Saira Andleeb said...

@Hassan: Beautiful verses! ... and you wrote them ... beautiful! (Y)

Hasham said...

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Reflected Thoughts
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For every instance I waited
For every thought I included

She was alike the moon
The rising light, graceful gloom

So gratified her words were
So beautiful her touch was
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Happiness which flashed through infinity
Obscurity of the howling dark misery

Catered the light through the key holes
The barred darkness, she upholds

Washed away, those crimson tears
She embraced it without her past fears
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Unchained those patterns, the raven possessed
Erupted the triumph, the words he addressed

Every crosswalk she walked, Every thought she colored
Every path she lightened, Every pain she murdered

Still no one awaits me, I am locked to distortion
Still no one expects me, I am slaved to salvation
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So beautiful her touch was
So gratified her words were

The rising light, graceful gloom
She was alike the moon

For every thought I included
For every instance I waited

Await....me

Hasham said...

my take :) on missing!

Saira Andleeb said...

wah wah !!!
beautiful yaar (Y)! ;)
yeh post tau bahut Aala ho gayi ... makes me wanna make the blog public again !
:)

Syra said...

Rasm-e-ulfat ye ijazat nahee deti warna

Hum bhee tumhai aisay bhoolen k sada yaad karo gay

~I do not know the source.

Saira,your poem is beautiful! covers all the feelings so well.(Y)

Mehreen said...

awesome and twisted in tis way... which makes it even more likable...i just love the way have related things... way to go gurl... :)

P.S: y casanova...?!? :P

khany said...

“You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.”

-- Julie de Lespinasse

Saira Andleeb said...

@mehreen: y casanova ... its obvious isnt it! :)