Issue Forty-Four - Summer 2024

A Broken Meeting

By Aaisha Umt Ur Rashid

When waited I,
To see your face
When stopped the time
My heartbeat’s pace
When I became a worthless bum
You did not come!

When help I got
From none around
When death arrived
And made me bound
To drink the sorrow’s poisonous rum
You did not come!

You said you will
But cared not so
And left me there
So long ago
When all my pleasures ceased to hum
You did not come!

I waited but
You did not come!

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