Dreaming To Be Present In The Paradise... Poem by Mohammad Younus

Dreaming to be present in the paradise...
...as on the first day...
Divine Mother, please sing me a lullaby and read me...
...a bedtime story;
I won't go into sleep deep unless you adore me...
...and hold me to your chest tightly;
Wouldn't mind waking up for a hundred years...
...if you don't sing me a lullaby and read me...
...a bedtime story!
I would like to stay in the Hell If I get to see you there;
More like a blessing than a curse for me...
...it would be;
Being in the paradise without you would rather be...
...so much worse for me;
If I have to sleep in rest with you...
...let it be to your kiss on my forehead!
If I have to rest in you...
...please be real mother to me!
Not a mother in a fantasy short story!
If I am your child dear born of you...
...sing me a lullaby and read me a story;
I'll gladly remain waking and staring at you...
...if it makes this sweet dream linger...
...hearing your lullaby and story!

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