Of the son I long to Hug........Abul Asad

Of the son I long to hold and hug tightly
Of his innocence lost away from me unwisely
Of his childhood lost soo quietly
Of the woman I cry for and weep nightly
When the spring of youth turned unkindly
Into the autumn of mid-age ever so lightly
Creeping upto old age sure'n wryly
I weep as the body shakes so untimely
Soon will I leave all this quietly
Resting  peacefully in the dark grave,
Long forgotten, by the known faces politely
I will cry again to hug n hold him tightly

Abul Asad

Shukriya Saheb aapka
Abul Asad

Dr. Saheb Shukriya aapka
mamnun rahonga aapki dad ka

Abul Asad