Rain of love, a promise broken by time,
Centuries have etched their lines on the world’s face,
Yet, no droplet descends from the burdened sky.
Ganges whispers its ancient tales to the shore,
While I, a solitary figure on a weathered bench,
Await the rhythm of a heart that’s gone astray.
My boat, a vessel of longing, rests idle,
Yearning for the touch of your guiding hand.
Together, we were to sail to love's unknown dimension.
Where are you, my beloved, in this labyrinth of years?
Lost in the echoes of a forgotten melody,
Or perhaps, dancing to a rhythm only the soul understands?
I search for you in the river's ceaseless flow,
In the wind that carries whispers of eternity,
And in the silent dialogue between earth and sky.
Hope, a fragile ember, flickers within my chest,
Igniting dreams of a reunion, a love reborn.
Until then, I shall wait, a faithful sentinel by the river,
My heart a compass pointing towards your distant star.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri