I was sweating love in the season of affection

Saw your sizzling splinters in the street’s intersection

I reached out for you like a fish falling for a bait

While the constant sheen posed a million questions


It seemed like a salvation that understood my blemishes

And you replenished your delight while breaking the barriers of my premises

You made it look easy but hearts don’t play for fun

The blunder was to consider you the only one in my screen of life and in all my images

-Muzaffar Ahmed