Incomplete Poem by Jahan Zeb

Taking along your memories
Came I once more to lake old
Wet were eyes with tears warm
Still on lips was smile bold
Reflected you the waves on bank
Few years back it took my mind
Came I in shade of tree, old
Many stories of the past it told
Wrote your name on the hot sand
As witness the old tree does there stand

Tearful I lost in old days
Held my palm to eyes, wet
Searched you, in lines of my palm
There in lines of innocent palm mine
A lines runs but ends incomplete
That's you, I guess, short as summer night
For quite some time my eyes with it fight
Nothing has changed around the lake
The wind blows from the same side
Waves in summer make the mighty tide
Honey bees come to flowers around
Everything in nature is perfectly complete
But love mine. It's me only me
That is without you
Broken and so incomplete

Jahan Zaib 20/01/2013