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1 " I know surely you’re thinking of me, forI am strange, and you’re kind to the stranger "
― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue
2 " But what good are scars if they do not ache?And what good are eyes if they do not weep?What good is desire if it does not hurt?What good is a passion if it stays ‘sleep? "
3 " The more I loved you the more I found me "
4 " If your heart begins to carry burdensAnd you begin to feel your soul benightFor you, perhaps, you may become heavyFor me, my love, you will ever be light "
5 " These fragments, these shivers of my heartAre mere lifetimes enclosed in a minute "
6 " Listen well, as I speak of my upsurge;For I’m a lover, without a loverI am a flame, without a combustionI am a novice, without a mentorI am a healer, without a woundedI am a winner, without a trophyI’m a captain, without a devoteeAnd above all, I’m alone – not lonely "
7 " My poetry has been engraved with your nameAnd my heart is by your memory scarred "
8 " What agenda does this universe have?What game is it I am oblivious to? "
9 " Find me, as time is a luxuryFor I wait, under this naïve moon "
10 " Often it’s hard to differ pain and joy,Some give up on differentiating "
11 " There should be a limit to my sufferingAs I’m a sinner, not a disbeliever "
12 " The Moth and Its BelovedAsk the moth the beauty of the candle And it will burn without a confessionThere is a secret to its longing For it feels no fear or hesitationThe moth is too much in love with the flame Yet it does not appear under the sunFor the moon’s light is far too feeble, and It gave up on its pursuit of the sunJust a sight of a candle is enough To remind it of its real belovedSo it settles for that candle in reach, Revels in its heat, and asks to be burned "
13 " Sage of old held desire as sufferingBut suffering is desire as known to me "
14 " The moments spent with the beloved areWhy, today, there is a lonelinessThe eyes that illuminated this worldAre now gone to light up this sheer darkness "