May Be Just A Thought. Poem by Mahfooz Ali

Sometimes, most of the time,

I wake up thinking about us,

Wishing things had never gone wrong,

Wishing things were great again,

Hoping for a bright, big future with you.

I know things have changed, and we have changed too.

I was wishing the changes would be toward us and not against us.

It feels like my life is in the middle of a tornado:

Spinning around and around,

Not willing to stop until all the damage is done,

And my heart is completely broken.

I always wished that you should do according to me,

And even I waited for that day

That never came.


The storm is over now, and things are calm.

My mind is at ease knowing that I have

now accepted the changes and will go on.

Every morning there will still be a thought of us,

A good one I hope, or may be just a thought.