Story of a Poet #46. What would she be thinking

So, here I am with a new version of me, exclusively.

The story of my marriage starts with a poem of relatively a sum of words that I had thought from a long time_that, what would she be thinking. And I have zero idea about it.

So just pressing the keyboards lightly with a gentle feeling in my heart, the romanticism of mine brings forth my words before you.

Note- Let’s play a game. A little challenge for you all. I am posting an English Version as well as a Urdu Version of my poem. You have to guess the original one, i.e., which version of poem was translated.
It’s easy.
But, it would be getting quite difficult in the coming future.

English Version

What would she be thinking IS
What I think sometimes
About me, to whom she be asking IS
What I think sometimes

The wish to meet me in her dreams
Would keep her awake at times
How would she be sleeping at night IS
What I think sometimes

She might also be crying
In her mid-night prayers
What if my heart shed tears IS
What I think sometimes

From the time these eyes saw her
My words have never been complete
What if my silence was an answer IS
What I think sometimes

Only about her was I worried
But, my patience was a bit weak
When will  her thoughts spare me IS
What I think sometimes

_Saiz

To read the Urdu Version. Click here.


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