My loveliness waits,
through decades of lost haste,
through trials and grief,
peaceful days and dire straits,
my loveliness waits.
I wait,
through decades past,
for kisses meant to last,
i wait,
to hold my loveliness,
in these lonesome arms,
i wait,
transcending lust,
overcoming desire,
i wait,
to be burnt to ash,
in the furnace of her raging fire …
Awesome, Afzal! Can feel the emotion in this one!
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Wow, a beautiful poem about life and the patience we all strive to have for better days 💜
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thank you very much indeed friend … your words are deeply appreciated. Peace and Equality for all ✌
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You are most welcome ❤ 🙂
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Peace ✌
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When you’re on a roll then you’re on a roll!
The intensity of the intention behind your words is palpable.
Allah protect your gift not so much of the gab(although we know you’re quite adapt there too) but more of the precise execution of words that convey feelings and commentary on life so beautifully… Bravo!
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thank you very much old friend. warmly received and salaams to you and all at home ✌
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