Sometimes Poem by Hamd Ejaz

Sometimes,
lying down under the full moon
sitting on the floor
and staring at blank walls
a thought comes to my mind
what would happen if u were mine?

the dreams i saw in sleepless nights
the voices i used to hear in silence
the shivering i used to have in scorching summers
these experiences i went through in fallacy
what would happen if they would turn into reality?

often, i would think it was ur hand
when i felt wind pass by my shoulder
i would mistake the moon for ur face
when i saw its reflection in rivers
these were just the images of affliction
what would happen if they would turn real from fiction?

i know it would never be possible
the amalgam of truth and fabrication
to attain an alluring spectre
i need to separate truth from lies
but i m blessed that im not that wise
to think of separating myself from u
bcoz i see ur image even in my tears
i cant break this bond i have formed in years!