You turn your gaze away
as I look upon you
as flowers look at the sun
Is it loving?
When you dont listen
as I speak
Like the gentle wind to the trees.
Is it loving?
When I plead for your presence
and you go away
like fragrance off a flower
Is it loving?
When you utter no word
after hearing my voice
from far away
as death leaving mourners behind
Is it loving?
Shehzad Latif