Life Without You
Poem By Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
The moment you left me,
Could you remember?
When I held your hand for the last time;
I can still feel,
Of your gentle hand on my soul.
You wanted to say some thing,
But you couldn’t utter a single word;
A tear dropp -
I am still trapped in that tear drop,
Since the morning you left me.
Each new dawn I wake up,
With fading dreams in my tormented eyes…
Each passing night;
I see you die,
In the grand arena of my majestic mind…
And then next morning,
You are alive again.
You are always here with me,
Wrapping my whole body with your divine aroma…
Dead or Alive,
You are always with me…
What I only miss,
Is the touch of your tender hands;
On the barren soil of my dead skin…