A Fleeting Pleasure Poem by Aimanu B. Ali

How can I fear,
Fear losing you,
When I do not even know you?
I've heard of mirages,
You are just like them.

Mirages are beautiful.
Dazzled by their glamour
Weary travellars run after,
Only to be greeted by despair.
I want a oasis.

In this desert of a life,
A oasis with date palms,
The breeze playing with the water.
A miracle on the shadow of which
I'll rest thirsty and tired.
Sleep a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

How can I fear losing you?
An alluring juggler,
In the busy market place,
Chanting exotic magic,
Invoking divine spirits.

Spellbound I look on,
Lips parted in an O.
With the click of fingers
You break the spell
You are a fleeting pleasure.

Footprints on a beach more permanent.
Time and tide are alike,
Care not for any treasure.
I forgot my dreams a long ago,
I do not chase them any more.