What if
The morning bird
Stops its cry
On a fine morning
And I sleep
Unknowingly forever?
What if
For destiny’s sake
I stop dreaming
And take things
Into the hands
To live dead thereafter?
What if
Hopes vaporize
Under the April sun
Without even perspiration
To cool down a little
And I feel lost?
What if
Suddenly I wake up
In the middle of night
To feel a vacuum beside
An empty bed,
An empty soul?
What if
I become empty
Losing the feel
Of your long kisses
And I yearn for more
With little hope?
What if
He closes his ears
To my prayers of early dawn
Yet I wait
With a swollen heart
Satisfied, forever?
Lovely poem which depicts the beauties as well as the feelings of insecurity while one travels across the sands of time….well-penned.
Thank you..:)