Poor Hum.

Hey Hum, take this sum,

Don’t throw it away like a useless gum.

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Hey Hum, to market you go,

Promise not to sway near any show.

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Hum, you buy a drum,

Bring it back home without acting dumb.

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Hum Hum, the drum you play,

Entertain the mob on my wedding day.

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Hum, I know your heart,

I do understand you are crying apart.

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Hum, I know you love me,

Amidst the celebration I saw you gloomy.

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But Hum, you are a servant’s son,

Don’t create a fuss, your place you learn.

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See Hum, my fiancé is rich,

He rules from the palace, you lay in the ditch.

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So Hum, I am sorry for the crime,

All that was just to pass the time.

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And Hum, forget all the talks,

I no love you anymore, forget all long walks.

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Poor Hum, just take this sum,

Do as I say, without acting dumb.

From: 
Asim Rafiq Mulla




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Brought up in Karwar, a small town in Karnataka, India, Asim Mulla is the new coming of age poet who takes you a step closer to base human emotions.


Last updated October 18, 2015