The Child I Loved! Poem by The Ashraf Sheikh

Awakened by the laughter of his,
Moved by his joyful eye,
I used to love this child in me,
Soaring up the heights where none could pry.
Taming the world as it came……
Fluency of feelings, no shy no shame
Living and dancing I wondered why…
Speaking of love and joy and their fame,
The very same that I deny…………….
When oft I used to lie on bed…..
Thinking of fairies and their wand
Dreams, to rediscover the roads i tread
Now forgotten is their magical land.
I shall climb the mountains high on hope
Or call onto Him from where I stand
I shall row my boat for this treasure trove
Just to cherish a moment hand in hand
When asked of this world I'd say
What pleases ye, I don't thrive on it you see
Of the lust you've fostered; indeed, I'll pray
And ask of God to bring the child alive in me! !