“Why is my love for you, dyed in wool? What is the hindrance to moving on? Why in love have I been made a fool? What’s been causing this oblivion? Why is thought of you, ever-present? What’s keeping me from forgetting you? Why is the sight of you magnificent? What’s it you possess than others few? A slow fire burns deep within me, And keeps my curiosity at high I question these puzzles so direly, To philosophy, a pleasure – wry If all life has led me to this point, To make me but a mere proponent Then, from this day to my last moment, Just you and love, are my argument.” LovePhilosophyPoetryPleasureFireArgumentSightOblivionDream GirlProponent Author:Zubair Ahsan
“Shall I speak of the consequence One, that your attention causes? Words you utter keep me stunned, My heart stops up at your gazes. I am known to have just one gift; To feel things with intense passion Yet it happens to consume me; A divine fire, I cannot abandon. In sleepless nights I sing to you A song, however, incomplete. On bright days I write you letters; Ardent proses, yet bittersweet. I am indeed burned with desire; The consequence you must construe If this is the damage of attention Imagine, what your love will do.” LoveHeartDesirePoetryAttentionFireConsequenceDream Girl Author:Zubair Ahsan
“But I will love you in this fire and blood And I will be the keeper of your smile” LoveFireBloodSmileKeeperDream Girl Author:Zubair Ahsan
“And I shall seek you endlessly, for I am a moth, and you’re my flame Knowing that I’ll burn at your touch I return, for you’re a fire; untamed” LoveHeartDestinyFireUnconditional LoveUnrequited LoveSeekFlameBurnMoth Author:Zubair Ahsan