Standing Where Shadows And Light Converge Poem by Mohammad Younus

Standing where shadows and light converge,
A twilight place where my soul feels the urge.
In his gaze, yet veiled in shade, a world untold,
A flicker of warmth, a whisper of cold.

The pull of tides, the moon's soft sigh,
A fleeting note in a haunting lullaby.
Caught between light and shadow's fold,
A lover's dream, a life constrained, bold.

I trace his words, like verses in rhyme,
Echoes of love, shadows that climb.
His touch—a storm, both fierce and sweet,
A balm for wounds that never meet.

Yet still, I stand between shadow and light,
In silence, where his name takes flight.
Not just a sound, but a call to be,
A mirror reflecting the depths of me.

Though illusions linger, I know what's true—
A truth so bright, it shapes all I view.
All are bound by threads none can sever,
Our love a promise: Alast, forever.

No axe can fell what I now hold,
No fleeting love, no tale retold.
You are my shelter, my sacred space,
The love that time cannot erase.

With you, I know I'm meant to be,
My path to you, you decree with glee.
In my heart, I find your home,
With you, I'll never be alone.

So here I linger, heart embracing you,
No longer caught in shadow's hue.
You are the love I sought to find,
The one who makes my soul take flight.

MyKoul