Sleepless nights in the sad season
Scattered every moment, changed every path
Who will come in this sad season?
Somebody would go there
and reduced her distances
scatter my memories in her street
tell you how someone scatter
the pearl of love towards you,
somebody would go and invite you in my words
the words full of love and emotions
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sometimes we devote our beautiful feelings to the ones who leave us scattered.
beautiful poem.
You are very much right @Halima. It is always a cry of a lover for his/her beloved who has left.
Thanks for your nice comment.
Kiya karega Mishaikh sahib? The scattered emotions are very hard to collect. Those sleepless nights are also hard to compensate the long distances. Sometimes sadness can bring us the power of will to continue. Another sentimental piece of the great blogger.
Thanks dara for your time to read and comment. It is good to see you after a long pause.
Sadness and melancholy set free our deepest emotions. There isn't anything to learn or teach. We get lost in a world of purest emotions. We express emotions and love in words, sentences, poems, and tales, but words never can be as strong as emotions, deep inside us. You must be full of emotions, Mishaikh because no one can write as you do without a loving heart and a pure soul.
Thanks rose. You know the most famous and touchy of our Urdu poetry is what was based on SADNESS.
e.g. (translation)
Is it coming from my heart or soul
see where this smoke is coming from
The poet is simply expressing that his heart is burning of sadness.
Mishaikh, I've always wanted to ask you, if you don't mind, please. Do you write about your real feelings, or it is just that you are such a good writer/poet? In my country, we have a saying "men fall in love through their eyes (what they see) and women love through their ears (literally what they hear)"
I mean, your wife must be the happiest woman in the world )))
Thank you for sharing.
O. M.
How can it be possible to express the emotions without suffering. When a person suffers, , that's when he/she beomes able to express the true color of their emotions. Writer can't write without getting involved what he is mentioning, and/or he feels what others are feeling. Anyway a tender heart is required .
Hope you understand my point. Thanks a lot for all the encouragements and appreciations I get from my readers like you.