Come with me <br />I show you thee <br />the shadow beneath <br />the candle dance <br /> <br />to me and thee <br />it hope to abod <br />and lighten up <br />the darkened night <br /> <br />but when I asked <br />the saddened beauty <br />how it feels to <br />stand still and stare upright <br /> <br />she speak to me <br />with tearful smile <br />shattered hopes <br />and yearn full sighs <br /> <br />long was the last night, asif <br />still longer will be tomorrow night <br />stricken, sad and smitten with grief <br />I long for pure and love filled sight <br /> <br />breeze is blowing cold <br />still colder is my inner side <br />I give light and heat to world, but <br />beneath my feet is cold and shivering night <br /> <br />for me no pleasure can exceed <br />my heart is like an open book <br />yet you can see through my burning heart <br />but still give me a fearful look <br /> <br />alas! the light you see, dear <br />is not a burning flame <br />it is my heart that glows <br />cause of my lonesome fame <br /> <br />loneliness is curse <br />and I'm cursed by fate <br />you will come to know for sure, when <br />all prayers and pleads will be turned down <br />from heaven's gate<br /><br />Asif Baloch<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untold-story-6/
