When I met you after years.
Sorrow dispels when you're by my side,
Amongst friends there's no space for pride.
Words begin to pour like a smooth shower,
Coz your locution has a strange power.
Comfort I get when you play the flute,
This sound o'music makes me mute.
Pleasantness I gather when you hum,
Your gentle voice makes me mum.
Humor in you relieves me from pain,
If it's not so; I would have lived in vain.
~ M Rezvie Omerdeen
7th January 2015
