Thoughts, Memories and Dreams From Long Ago - A Poem Collection.

Busy Schedule

The world's kind of blurry when I am in a hurry,

trying to reach your apartment before the sun goes down.

And I don't know when I'll get to see you again,

so I swallow my tears, I deepen my frown

and - just to catch a glance of your nightgown-

I take buses, cabs, subways and trains,

I climb over mountains, and rocky terrains,

I swim through the rivers, the ponds and the lakes,

and focus on the very thought of your face;

I yearn for you touch, as I wait

for the moment I get to taste

those lips of yours, and lay my hand on your nape.

I don't stop moving, I don't look back,

I run, and I walk, and I crawl to your doostep.

And if only for a night, I get to be by your side,

If only for a while, you get to be mine,

I'd do this all over again.

Because when the morning comes, I will feel content

to at least have loved you for a couple hours.

And although the parting will be sour,

I'll still remember how you smiled when you saw me arrive,

and that will make me crave for the next time

I get to come by.