You are still in my poems!

You are still in my poems! short poem

” Away from my old life & my Nin*,
So many days through thick & thin !

Away from you, my dear friend,
On writing about us, I have to advent !

Swirling in the emotions of your love,
Feeling your essence in everything you touched !

Still my eyes had that passion,
Oh God! Why this heart is full of compassion !

We were there in the pages of our lives,
Alas! Today there is no one to feel about my life !!”

Nin* – A name of a fictional girl

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"Freedom from spirit, Writing is my forte 'Language' is my way, Eclecticism is in my race!!" -Abhinav nom de plume 'Alligator ' / ' NAV 'I am an amateur poet in Urdu and english and my tilt for poetries developed in the tender age of youth! I am Partner at KANKS Legal Services India Pvt. Ltd., a full service Law Firm at Noida & studied from NLU .Whenever I find time and my inner silence, i write poetries as a tool for sheer meditation ! Travelling, music and reading books about theology, politics, history, law etc etc are my other hobbies!!
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