One Last Beholding Poem by Shuaib Saifi

Oh, let me look upon you one last time,
Before the final shadow starts to fall.
To gaze upon your face is not a crime,
Though it brings torment sharper than them all.

I may not ever see this sight again;
My trembling heart beats heavy in my chest.
If I am cast beyond the reach of men,
Where eyes can never meet, nor souls find rest —

My strength has faded, and my hours are brief,
No time is left for us to spend or share.
Do not deny this parting born of grief,
Nor hold me back from drowning in despair.

Then let me keep this vision as my own,
To walk through pain and solitude, alone.