It Was Not Difficult Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Growing
And then into stems
Leaves
With roots
Flowers
Climbing
Touching and caressing

It was not difficult
To rise
To reach
Your wall
Get close
To your bosom
For a few words
To tell you

It was not difficult

But the addiction
Of impossibilities
And further impossibilities

And otherwise
What would have I gained

For my love
Was like
The love
Of Every one

What I gained
What I lost
In this love
Who knows
But me

And that
Your gain was my loss
And my gain was my loss