For a heart in love the life is a boon, <br />A glimpse of beloved is a glimpse of the moon, <br />Waiting for hours in emotional tide, <br />The lover when thinks to commit suicide, <br />And the beloved not yet at the meeting sight, <br />The evening grown up in a lonely night, <br />The stars whisper he's insane in love, <br />But his firmness not at all is wane in love, <br />His heart is sure she will come at last, <br />Fleeting of mind a complete contrast, <br />She will come, she will not, the petal now last, <br />To end at the latter, a deadly blast, <br />Quickly he said she will not she will come, <br />Cheating in love so sweet and awesome, <br />I'm sorry my love I am really so late, <br />He heard her voice at the garden's gate.<br /><br />Akhtar Jawad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-551/
