The Times

In the barriers of times
I wished to travel back
Towards the ‘Lake House’
Ah!, those glassed panes
Surrounded by the trees
Where you laid in my Arms
And the time pased by
Slippin through my Hands
And i wanted to tell
That Always I loved you
I just wanted to hear
That Voice sweet, for me
And to whisper in ears
You could have waited
Or Perhaps
I could Have waited
I wished to travel back
Through the Time
Which never turns Back
To the long lost Love
And my sweet waitings.

Poems and articles by Dr Haroon Ashraf ©

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