On one fine day
When he awoke,
A thousand thoughts
Passed through his head.

He thought of how
That day had unfold;
He wondered if she had heard
His feelings untold.

He tried to muse over
The words that she spoke;
He strove to forget
The dreams he had dreamt.

Now he hopes that
This gloom should soon come to an end;
He prays that
They should never meet again.

Reluctantly, he rises from his bed;
Recalling the good times they had spent;
Ruminating on what went wrong
On that fateful day.



14th October 2006
10.57 pm

asma bahrainwala

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-waking/