How many things left untold?
How many desires left unspoken?
How many feelings left untouched?
How many days will go like this?
Lying beneath the constellation of stars,
Counting all but none,
I count my scars that became blessings,
Out of those scars one was you.
Lying beneath the dark sky,
Under the blanket of the moon,
I count my wounds that became a memory,
Out of those wounds one was you.
Sleeping under the lap of dreams,
Dreaming thousand dreams that left shattered into tiny pieces,
I count dreams that left me broken,
Out of those dreams one was you.
Still, I need you the most,
Want to hold on to you,
Want to never let you go.
No matter how many pieces you break me apart,
No matter how much wounds, scars you give me,
I'll always want you.
No wound is as beautiful as you,
No scar is as beautiful as you,
No dream is as nocturnal as you,
You are that one, who stay afar but never come into my life.
You're faraway from my dreams even realities,
I'm faraway from my own fate,
I'm waiting for you to arrive in the platform of my life,
While I keep checking every train that arrives.
How can I find you?
Which train are you in?
The train of sorrows?
The train of dreams?
The train of passions?
The train of nothingness?
© Ashraf Shaikh
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Songs Of Love
PoetryThere is a time for everything- a time to fall in love, a time to grow, and a time to have a heartbreak. Songs of Love is a poetry collection that encompasses heartbreak, infatuation, and falling in love. These poems are for those who love too deepl...
