Awsaaf Ali

Rookie - 39 Points (27th August 1997 / Hyderabad, India.)

The Nyctophiliac - Poem by Awsaaf Ali

Waiting for the day to cease,
Where I shall hug you in your nothingness,
Knowing that you're absent of light, nonetheless.
Everyday you die,
I wait in the corner, shattered, broken and paralyzed with grief,
Till you reincarnate into yourself,
And for that love you give.
I touch every part of your body,
But then I haven't even touched a little part of your body.
Fading I am, and going into you,
For the sake of the promise that I made to you,
For acquiring the bliss of your kiss, in turn,
My love, I am walking away into the land of no return!


Eyelids move up and I breath,
And I try to rise,
To make love to you, I seek the price,
All around my coffin till the heaven's door,
As I walk, about you, I adore,
To the angels and the souls of dead fish at the shore,
Now plodded a moment,
When with you, I'm totally done,
Under the rays of sun,
Where you vanish more and more,
When the soul of mine recalls,
Recalls of you being a whore!

Topic(s) of this poem: Love

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Nyctophiliac is a person who is in true love with darkness. :)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 1, 2014

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