I wish
I could climb the mountain,
That society created between us,
I wish
I could climb that narrow mountain
Of age old beliefs,
That question my identity
I wish
I could climb that mountain
To prove my priceless love,
I wish
You would have stood by me,
And we climbed the mountain together...
O my love,
You are the mystery
The world tries to unfold
Between the lines
Of my poem...
And I promise
To keep this mystery unsolved
Till my last breathe...
As I gaze at the stars above
From my balcony,
Your thoughts cross my mind
And I miss you...
The cold breeze passing by
Engulf me,
And I smile
As I sense your smell...
O my love,
Shall I cry?
For you are no longer mine
Or, shall I rejoice?
For you have become the words
Of my longing soul,
In the world of my poems
Where you are mine forever...