Fill My Solitude Poem by Hanan Muzafar

Many wanderers say,
Only fools walk this way;
Throughout the course,
I met so many of me,
But I never found,
Someone like you.

Elapsed indefinite sleep,
we seek,
and the wicked play,
goes on and on:
I can't halt,
From falling apart.

We will be watching,
A moving crowd,
in passing days;
A moment of dusk,
calling me to you,
and something left to say,
I'll be waiting,
for your smile on me,
and our deep desire,
To be free.

Sensing the same beat,
and there's a pause,
looking for a gesture:
Maybe things are too grown,
and we rush to our homes.

Take my patience,
Fill my solitude:
Some thoughts and memories,
I meant to be,
and we share a stage,
In this ruined cage.