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OCTOBER Don't warn me, October, of your changing

OCTOBER

Don't warn me, October, of your changing hue,
For I await December's snow, pure and true.
In that frosty night, a cup of Kahva I seek,
While you leave me alone, merciless and bleak.

I yearn for a lamp, to fill her cup with care,
Under clay lamp's dim light, a trust we share.
Though electricity may falter, fail to ignite,
I offer presence and laughter in this endless night.

Alas, my cup is broken, beyond repair,
But I offer what I can, my love and my flair.
Amidst this thirst and cold, I seek solace within,
Hoping to warm her heart, and banish the din.

Oh, my kangri, did she truly embrace you tight?
Or am I lost in dreams, where love takes flight?
Don't warn me, October, for I long for December's glow,
A cup of Kahva, a love to cherish, as winters bestow.

©Razi Tahir #october
#razitah
OCTOBER

Don't warn me, October, of your changing hue,
For I await December's snow, pure and true.
In that frosty night, a cup of Kahva I seek,
While you leave me alone, merciless and bleak.

I yearn for a lamp, to fill her cup with care,
Under clay lamp's dim light, a trust we share.
Though electricity may falter, fail to ignite,
I offer presence and laughter in this endless night.

Alas, my cup is broken, beyond repair,
But I offer what I can, my love and my flair.
Amidst this thirst and cold, I seek solace within,
Hoping to warm her heart, and banish the din.

Oh, my kangri, did she truly embrace you tight?
Or am I lost in dreams, where love takes flight?
Don't warn me, October, for I long for December's glow,
A cup of Kahva, a love to cherish, as winters bestow.

©Razi Tahir #october
#razitah
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Razi Tahir

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