Come Again

The miles we’d walked,
The footprints we’d embossed,
Along the banks of Wular,
Come,lets chase them again.

Your eyes,
Chandeliers of my soul,
Had poured the endless goblets of wine,
Come,lets pour them again.

At the rendezvous,we’d cut a garden,
Secluded from the crowd,
Amidst of pansies,
Come,lets sit there again.

Beneath the naked night sky,
We ‘d made our abode,
Arranging the puzzle of flamboyant stars,
Come,lets do that again.

~Faizan Habib

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