Messy Thoughts – Poem #8 – (2021)

I don’t want things to be perfect,
I prefer things to be in our image.
Light, funny, spontaneous, and not fake.
Let’s have some moments,
Like dance and then hide,
Among the beautiful flowers.
Let’s laugh for a while
Under the naked sky.
Let’s share all of our sorrows!
Let’s share our shoulders as pillows.

Let me hold your face in my hands,
Let me touch your lips,
with my eyes first.
Then let me drink up,
All the ocean you’re holding inside.
I’ll kiss your lips, if you’ll grant,
Or only when you’ll decide.
I know your eyes are holding
Unlimited waves of tears
If you prefer
I will carry ’em with my pride
If you’ll allow,
I will wait for you,
Till the end of times.

© Shuhab Abro

Published by Shuhab abro

Fearless fighter

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