Sitting on the Top of a Hill

( From my poetry book 'Voice of Heart')

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Far far away from my home,
Sitting on the top of a hill,
With the streams of water flowing below,
The evening sun becoming pale and yellow,
I was alone and communing with Nature.
Suddenly I wished you to be with me, 
So that away from the world, we could move,
Into the dense woods where none could see.
As I prayed, there was an unruly tempest,
I trembled, but saw you hanging in the air,
The angels holding you, and telling me, 
" We have brought the gift, you prayed for".
But you were shouting and entreating me,
"For the sake of my love, send me back,
My children would be waiting for me".
Your love overpowered me and my heart melted,
I asked the angels to take you back to your home,
Suddenly, I kept watching, and you disappearing,
Once again I was sitting alone, desperate and lonely.
I heard an admonitory voice from the skies,
" Had you prayed for my company, you ignorant!
I would never have gone back, leaving you dejected."
I was aghast and remorseful, as it was growing dark,
I stood up with a sigh, and moved towards the place,
Where my wife and children were waiting for my return.

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Dr.Mustafa Kamal Sherwani
Luckinow,U.P. India
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