At the end of the world
At the end of the world
met you and i.
You hold my hands
and wanted to say goodbye.
i put my finger on your lips,
so you understood me.
we looked at each other eyes,
and looked into our insides.
Then i kissed on your forehead
and you kissed mine.
Not a single word was spoken,
but we knew it all that is written.
The heaven and earth met in the horizon
and in one space of a breath you was gone.
So i wait there for you until the infinity,
Yet everything seems like vanity.
i don't know whether its i
who left you or you left mine.
At the end of the world
met you and i.
(c) Sadiq M. Alam // Singapore










5 Comments:
I liked this poem and the photos. Thanks for visiting.angelman at angel poems by an archangel
Beautiful poem.
Thanks for your comments.
Somebody asked, whom did i met there?
Was it my soul?
I said, no i met my soul mate. But her face was hidden. and i ask, where are u ?
I love the simple spiritual imagery here - just a beautiful poem.
Hey, wait a minute!
How can it be the end of the world? There are no pregnant camels being neglected in the photo...
Kyosaku
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