Litany Of The Longing Poem by Jannat Ahona

Love is intertwined with pain
Day after day, my prayers confess the pain of wanting you still.
My two crazy eyes only crave your gaze.
If God exists, it's in your eyes, demanding praise.
Your eyes- a maze I enter, knowing I'll never escape.
I envy the things your hands touch everyday.
You pass me for a second, yet your scent finds its way.
Happiness in life comes from your presence.
Otherwise there is sorrow in living for every reason you can appraise.