You, Blue Of The Open Sky Poem by ALI RIAZ

You don't know how many days I
was waiting for you
to make your reminiscence good.
You don't know how many days I was waiting for you
to make your smile great.
You don't know how many days I was waiting for you
to make your sound precious.

When I first met you
I thought 'what a fool! '
When I started to know you
I found you cool.

When I wished to touch You,
'Blue of the Open Sky'.
I never felt - 'you were only a visible
and that was not for touched'.
When you made me rapacious -
I was just became a slave of your own tactics.
When I came back in reality,
my God better know -
how he helped me
to cross 'the scar of sea'.

I've come to know -
your false 'composition of colour';
I've come to know -
your false 'attraction of beauty';
I've come to know -
your false 'mitigate of smile';
I've come to know -
'God created you,
God sent you,
God placed you -
not for me!
But to live me! ! '