The moment you left me, <br />Could you remember? <br />When I held your hand for the last time; <br />I can still feel, <br />That touch; <br />Of your gentle hand on my soul. <br />You wanted to say some thing, <br />But you couldn’t utter a single word; <br />Then <br />A tear dropp - <br />I am still trapped in that tear drop, <br />Since the morning you left me. <br /> <br />Now <br />Each new dawn I wake up, <br />With fading dreams in my tormented eyes… <br />And <br />Each passing night; <br />I see you die, <br />In the grand arena of my majestic mind… <br />And then next morning, <br />You are alive again. <br />You are always here with me, <br />Wrapping my whole body with your divine aroma… <br /> <br />Dead or Alive, <br />You are always with me… <br />What I only miss, <br />Is the touch of your tender hands; <br />On the barren soil of my dead skin… <br /><br />Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-without-you-18/
