By Thy memories often tease me in my dream,
I still remember the kind stream.
Where we met on rainy days,
For a long moment, we play.
Now I am indulged in the dark valley of thoughts.
Where circumstance us brought.
I loved and love you with soul and heart,
But still, the world made us depart.
I wander and wander in the lonely ways,
Praying for you the life changes may.
Come O, come ask how my days pass,
The pains bite me like a snake in the grass.
The days are passing like being in a war,
We are too near but still so far.
-Written by Parvez, pious
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