HER LOVE

I lost my beauty for the harsh time of my youth,

Yearned to rare it for my name after demise,

She didn’t aid me to preserve my beauty.

She longed to preserve hers that would be mine too –

For this she did like me but alas ! my harsh time…..

I had to bear it alone ,

Her love was for my summer when fall reigned me .

THE LOST DREAM

The lost dream, I dreamt again ,

Couldn’t fulfil it, oh ! it caused pain .

Its beauty was not altered a bit ,

Not even my desire for it .

I dreamt it again but untimely .

 I could only cry helplessly .

My cry and sigh it could hear,

Though it yearned , it wasn’t fair

For it to be the dream of mine again

As like me , him it would cause pain

Shafkat Aziz Hajam is a India kashmir. He is a  poet, reviewer and co-author. He is the author of one  children poetry book titled as The  cuckoo’s voice and one adults poetry book titled as The Unknown Wounded Heart.

His poems have appeared in international magazines,anthologies and journals like Inner Child Press International USA, AZAHAR anthology Spain, SAARC anthology, Litlight literary magazine Pakistan, PLOTS CREATIVES online literary magazine USA,, Prodigy , digital literary magazine USA etc.