I Remain
I remain…
I remain…
What is this cane? What is this pain? I remain.
Within my house, mirrors complain; I remain.
My spring gone by, summer was dry, and now what?
The winter cold, my life disdain, I remain.
The sounds are dim, the sight is gone, the grey hair.
Nothing feels right; crying like rain, I remain.
My nights veil fear; the end is near, so is death.
Within each step, a major strain I remain.
What is this life? Suddenly changed, mere lies.
The things I loved never sustain, I remain.
My youth is gone; the thing is left is called pain.
The life of pain is so mundane, I remain.
Nothing seems real, bitterness reveals, and so
What else can do? If you explain! I remain.
Tell me “Haloo” from this life, what should I seek?
It’s only love that will remain; I remain.
3/13/2016 Haloo
Give me a Ghazal poetry contest
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