When I open my eyes and find her no more beside
I call out her name and look around
by the time tears let me know it was just another dream
Absorbed the way I was once breathing in your sigh
confused with exsistence, I'm still calling it forth for you
A lot many jewels gathering around me
Expensive they all are, still not endearing to me
But the precious one, God had made in safety of thee;
would the pure one from shell make a bond with me?
Discovering it at last and unveiling it
I wonder my Lord! will it stay as a ring forever with me?
Will she ever say the words she is feeling? Will we ever have a happy ending or always be pretending!
(Usama Ahmad Rana- Sep 19,2011)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem