A Thought. Poem by hina iqbal

In seas of love,
We sight a few attractions,
They remain within our hearts
Burn out flames of desire
Everlasting hope,
Evolution of a new beginning,
Unaware of the sorrows that lie,
Buried between thoughts of ecstasy
Waited have I, for this destination
When achieved, I doubt myself
I fear myself,
That i see danger in my eyes
Laminating the reality as though the drought of loneliness never existed,
Must i take a step again,
Must I master now the fate of being in state of, solitude?
Or must i believe in myself,
As even the morning leaves shine there beauty through jeweled Dew drops.