lost and alone
seems to be
the entire story
of who happens
to be me
but that's okay
I'll find my way
and when I do
perhaps
you'll join me too?

She is beauty, she is grace

She is the wonder of the day

She is whispered on the wind

Spoken highly of by men

The very talk of the town

She is the thought that comes around

She is the hope in all of this

She's at the top of every list

She is the dream you can't escape

Although you don't look for a way

She is the light to a man's path

Showing where it is all at

She's the cause and the effect

Over everything there is

After all is done and said

She is all that there is left

She is the fulfillment to man's need

All the best that's gone to seed

Out of all of this and that

She is woman at her best

~~
I am not writing any poetry
Not a huff,
Not even a romantic mood,
I talked to a distress

Unto thee of say my friend:

The suffering of pain is more than a pain
Words of distress
No longer I can't say either

The story of that night
That is longer than a long night
That night, my love had died before the dawn

How do I tell thee

The suffering of love is unforgettable
Than the love you never achieved  
Middle of the night to about chest pain

When I could not bear it no longer
Then at late night I call a friend to awake
No longer I can't say either

My friend
O' my friend!
My dearest friend!

How do I tell thee
My soul grew dry that is more than a wither petals
No longer I can't say either

When the sudden stopped of time
I stood, Saw the closed distant door
No longer I can't say either

To be alone in everybody
Within a moment a known seems to be unknown
No longer I can't say either

The last thing to understand who she is constant
The story of the lost bright Star
No longer I can't say either

The door is closed
Maybe someone has locked
Alone, The sleepless nights of choking

One's that hard
Many pale faces in the crowd of strangers
Love is lost within too many hopes

How do I tell thee
No longer I can't say either
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

The more I see my life, the more that I realize that I need you.
The more that I understand myself, the more that I need you.
The more that I look around at this world, the more that I know that I need you.
The more that I talk to others and realize that the more that I need you.
The more that I see my pain and struggles the more that I need you.
For everything leads right back to you everything leads back to you.
So the more that I  live life the more that I realize that you are all that I have.
The that I do and the more that I do makes me realize just how much that I need you.

Men seldom make passes
At girls who wear glasses.