Old wounds I have to heal – It will take time
The wet eyes I have to seal – It will take time
She destroyed me and thrown me out
This broken heart I have to heal – It will take time
By taunting she left me common in the market
Lost in the stars to deal – It will take time
Dating, promises, dreams, stubbornness and shyness
The sorrow of dusk it to feel – It will take time
These woes are written in my fate – MASROOR
Let me count them; it’s a zeal – It will take time
The poem is a translation of one of the poems of Masroor Ahmad Masroor
This post first appeared on The Kashmir Pulse
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