The Past Raindrops

By Hakima Tabassum

Oh air! let me breathe

Tutankhamun laid beneath

My dream was to greet

But fortune refused us to meet

I am feeling the heartbeats of a corpse

I am enjoying the past Raindrops

I start loving Egypt

When I grasped him from a script

And when I used to think

My dream candles started to blink

I am feeling the heartbeats of a lad

I am walking without feet like a mermaid

And when my world starts

Oh! We never going to make a part

And when I devote you my life

I feel like I am walking on a knife

I am feeling the heartbeats of a crook

I am feeling my love in a book

By Hakima Tabassum