What worth is that Love,
Which can't give You wings,
To rise above those spheres,
Which mind has created,
In fear of being broken,
What worth is that Love,
Which can't make You see,
That beauty You are carrying,
Which You always ignored,
In blindness of following others,
What worth is that Love,
Which can't give Your heart,
Madness of being free,
Which You have forsaken,
For what is not Yours,
What worth is that Love,
Which can't let Your soul see,
That image of Your existence,
So You would hold it and ask,
Is it You or me ?
Wait my dear!
Wait for a while,
Love has yet to knock.
~ Sauban M. Sadiq See less