If you were here today
I wouldn’t have hungrily sucked
into my lungs the smell …. that was
If were here today
I wouldn’t have been caressing crazy
the ochre yellow couch..
If you were here today
I would have slept on ochre yellow couch
inhaling you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah, ....the world may not always give us what we desire, but we have the power to dream........ A wistful, sad poem filled with longing. It grabbed my heart, Rehan.