Only Love Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I was never anyone's need,
in fact life was my greed!
A dream,
lasting for millions of years,
sometimes an accident interrupted it,
sometimes it was ended by a sickness,
sometimes it was killed by a race,
sometimes discontinued by color of my skin,
but for most of the times,
the dream became a nightmare,
due to a blunder committed by me.
A blunder that changed the comedy
into a tragedy.
I wished if I get another sunny day
and I awake,
I shall not commit the blunders committed in my dreams.
A soul smiled on my intentions,
and said,
"All right I can try you once again."
My life was nothing but just a trial
in that I always failed!
I wished to get another billions of years
sleeping, dreaming and preparing myself
for the next trial.
I am hopeful,
every time when I went home from the trial room
I went with more love and lesser hate.
May it be infinite time for myself
but finite for the kind and loving soul.
I am sure I shall finally awake
for a never ending comedy.
Even if I go back
I shall go back with love,
only love!