Dancing In Her Mind Poem by Aftab Alam

I am Quite Sure


I am quite sure, It's my fate

I will dance for my dream baby, till I breathe
I'm quite sure; she must be wreathing love with
My steps, ' calling love with the dancing tap'
She has to come and kiss and put me on her lap

I am quite sure, It's my fate

Leaves tremor, in rhythm with nature indeed
Birds that singeth maketh a holy ring with reed
Ocean surgeth trieth to hug me crossing limit
Breeze that sough crown me as if, me a hermit

I am quite sure, It's my fate

Fire needs no water but the fire to fire, it's true
My meditation is love or lust, lost in her eyes blue
Heaven; don't put me on fire but send her here
As I am burning alone dancing in her mind there


Aftab Alam
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