Treasure Island

Suhel Akram


LIGHT OF LOVE


In the pleasure of dreams,
I owe you my destiny.
In the way of life,
I owe you my ambitions.
In the plain of Success,
I owe you for it.
In the flights of Failue,
I owe myself for missing you.
In the times of good,
I owe you for being with me.
In the days of sorrows,
I again owe myself for being alone.
In the heart of nights,
I owe you my sleeps.
In the morning breeze,
I feel you in my cheecks,
Touching my heart softly.
In the light of days,
I submit you my done.
In the golden rays,
Of the setting sun,
I send my prayers for you.
In the breaking of twinkling satrs,
I ask you and only you with me,
All through the journey of breathes.
And in all my breathes,
I have you and your pleasure
for its the light of your love,
I see my sight through it…..

Submitted: Monday, February 27, 2012

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