After many years <br />I wish <br />I could meet you <br />An accidental meeting <br />In some remote area <br />In a house <br />A house in a mist <br />And a town with many boats <br />And water <br />A somber evening <br />And then suddenly I see you <br />Then we go to some corner <br />And talk for some hours <br />Where you will talk of certain things <br />That you have seen in life <br />And then tell me <br />That you knew that <br />I was in love with you too <br />And tell me that one day <br />When you had done up <br />Your beautiful hairs <br />And that when you were wearing <br />That dress of pure silk <br />With lots of handwork <br />Some embroidery in gold and silver <br />Needlework <br />When you will tell me <br />That <br />That evening <br />You had done all that <br />For me <br />And that you will tell me <br />So many other things of your past <br />Because that was your past alone <br />It could never have been our past <br />It remained yours alone <br />But still <br />That one evening <br />I wish you could say <br />That you had seen me <br />Standing there<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-many-years-2/
