i had spent the day
friendless, lonely and sad,
a stranger to myself.
after drowning the day
on the sea shore,
i walked back
to my empty house
on the deserted street.
the moment
i opened the door,
the book on my table
flipped its pages
and said:
friend,
where were you
for so long?
- gulzar (trans. das)
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generally aamir’s the one who posts poems. when i read this, i figured he’d like this one. so here it is aamir, this one’s for you. =)
hi. my name is zedbee. i post poems 2.
a/s/l?
25/m here
you friendship me?
(:
no thanks, i’d rather read a book. maybe i’ll fly a kite.
ouch.
you fly kite with aamir?
only aamir? why? what -ism is this?
i didn’t say i’d fly a kite with aamir.
with aamir, i’d only hold hands. =P
ah, he would like this poem. =)
thank you, adnan. it’s wonderful.
gulzar actually made a movie called kitaab. it’s lying in my closet here - i haven’t had a chance to see it yet.
i am extremely disappointed in my movie watching lately. it’s been over a month since i saw a movie.
i think i will make a list of gulzar movies to watch. hit the dvd shop and see what i can come out with.
let me know what you come up with