Waiting Always Poem by Rafique Farooqi

All i wanted to know,
what you dont prettily tell,
either me next to recollect,
the crusts of mine wounds underneath,
or my heart sounds aloud,
awakening from the sleep,
and wandering clouds,
to see from the window,
over the distant white mountain in fully growing moon,
like sleeping bird in his nest.
to open sky,
my eyes waiting,
and dancing flaws in clouds,
making unrest aloud lightening in sheath of open heart,
i am feeling your face in my hands,
i see my face your eyes,
but there is getting silence,
in my ears, your voices raising,
from my thoughts,
that linger like smoke in still air,
and my frozen hopes,
suspended in room,
and door opens i see you,
coming in,
it always seems to be, it is always a dream for me,
but it goes on, till morning.
every night