Is it love? Guess I'll never know!


Is it a breeze blowing over the seas?
Or is it the smell of the sweetest of all roses?
or maybe its the meditation, penetrating deep into my soul,
or maybe its the smoothest of all silks,
or maybe it was quicksand that with each moment passing, I went deeper and
deeper into it,
or was it a sea into which I sunk?
or was it the clouds, soft and light around me no matter where I go?
or maybe it was the most beautiful of all flowers,
or maybe it was the wind that swept me off my feet,
No! No! ... No.
it wasn’t the breeze that I like,
It wasn’t the rose that inspired me, it was her rose-like lips,
It wasn’t silk that was smooth, it was her hands, her face, her entire body
that was
gentle,
It wasn’t quicksands or seas into which I sunk, it was my love for her,
It wasn’t the clouds that are with me everywhere I go, its her memories.
It wasn’t the wind that swept me off my feet, it was the thought of God’s
perfect
creation that blew me away,
It wasn’t meditation that penetrated into my soul, it was HER herself.
YES! YES! OH YES!
I should’ve known all along.
It’s no one else but her that’s with me,
And nothing else but Her has the pressure to keep me within itself, not even
the
seas,
Not even the quicksands have been granted the ability to hold me like she
has,
Maybe THIS is the true power of love,
maybe this IS true love.
Maybe, just maybe, I DO love her... guess I’ll never know!!!

Poem by: Zeeshan Ramzan
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