For Separation's Sake

By Raashid Naqib

Fine, I’ll forget about you

Yes, I’ll let go of you

And I’ll sing no more

Any of my songs of you

I’ll teach my heart to remain motionless

As I die living in the nightmare

What is my love for you?

Who was I all this time?

Go on, leave, I’ll survive

With or without you, my only love

A Poem is a sad word

I am your Poet

The pen that has been my nemesis since ages tonight

I’ll surrender back unto my defeat

While I watch my mind turning to mist and fog

I’ll paint you with rosewater and gold

Wisdom doth cometh unto man

Often in the later days, when it becomes individually impractical

Thus, I’ll save my last breathe till you’ve heard of my death

I am personally incapable of doing anything for you

I’ve never believed that and I request neither should you

Let passion have its own place but, doubt does not belong here

You must return for the other who adores you before I

By Raashid Naqib