"BELOVED"

"BELOVED"

A Poem by Shyla khan

Of all the times-I remember Walks in the Saffron Sun
Peace in the twinkling stars
A hundered memories-I have And a bunch of scars.

But none dear to me Except my Yaars.

 A broken mess-I was
A beautiful chaos- I am
An alien-you were
My lifeline-you are
I-a homeless wandrer
You-the beloved Yaar.

Of all the times - I remember rides in the magical lane's
Calming in the floral Mars
A hundred memories -I have and a hump of clogged parts.

But none dear to me except my Yaars.

A lost creature- I was
A chasm deed-I am
An acute mystery- You were
My resumed vein- You are
I- a realistic gambler
You-the beloved Yaar.

Of all the times- I remember sleeps below the sparking sky
Silence in the pearly sea
A hundred memories- I have and a dozen of blooded marts.

But none dear to me Except my yaars.

A disturbed lust - I was
A flamed love -I am
An erosion- You were
A heartthrob-You are
I- a fanatical adventurer
You-the beloved yaar.


                              

© 2016 Shyla khan


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Shyla khan
Shyla khan

srinagar, India



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