And The Yearning Ends Poem by Mohd Ehtesham

Day faded into night, I did not notice
Whether she'll come, still a mystery
Hope yet hasn't died, as if it opposes
Her chances to become, a history


Time seems speeding, as if running a race
I feel so restless, my breathes are heavy
Turn up O dear, with your angelic face
With eyes that shimmer, and locks wavy


Your coming to me, will be a remedy
To relieve my longing, to cure my pain
And if you come not, 'twill be a tragedy
My efforts for meeting, will all be vain

The space suddenly, seems enlightened
Scents ethereal, refreshen the air
Noise is now music, dims have brightened
Her person stellar, is surely here


I see her walking, she approaches me in haste
I feel like heavens, like object unearthly
I wish this rare flavour, could forever I taste
I feel so divine, a creature so worthly...