And yet another excellent poem by Zeeshan Ramzan given to me on December 23rd, 1998


A Desire !!!


I have a dream, a wish, a desire,
Even though I know it might not be easily achieved,
But “if it were that easy, everyone would do it”,
A desire I await to be fulfilled sometime, someday . . . somehow,
A secret that I have carried deep within me for long, I tell you now,
I share the secret with you now, because I trust you, don’t let me down,
I have a desire to go back where I came from, to breathe in that air, to
stand on the piece of land known to the world as “ The land of the Pure”,
No matter what the world may refer to it as, to me it is home,
It is the only place where I could satisfy my desire,
I have a desire to go back there and meet my family, my friends, to meet Her,
I have a desire to go back, to see her, to stare her smiling face, to talk to her, to hold her, to touch her, to feel her,
I have a desire to tell her that I miss her, that I want to be with her,
I have a desire to tell her that I will always be there for her, forever and ever,
I have a desire to play with her hair, soft and smooth as silk,
I have a desire to drown into her eyes, deeper than the deepest of wells,
I have a desire to perceive her perfect contours as that of a Greek Goddess, precise in every detail, perfect of all Creations,
I have a desire to permeate into her soul, her mind, her body, as she has done with me,
I have a desire to hold her in my arms, to tell her that as long as I am with her, nothing can harm her,
I have a desire to give her the feeling of protection, of security, of guardianship,
I have a desire to tell her that I may not be the perfect companion for her, neither may I be the only person to love her, but I might be the only person to have dedicated my whole world to her,
I have a desire to tell her that I might never have confessed my true feelings to her, but I had always had the feelings that I reveal now,
Whether it may be a feeling of intense happiness, or excessive disappointment, each one of us has a right to make choices, and I choose to remain Her’s,
My desires may seem fantasy to some, heartbroken to others, however it may seem, this is all I’m left with now,
My dreams, my wishes my desires are such that no genie can fulfill, except ... one,
The only genie that can fulfill it is her herself, but wait... I don’t want that genie,
because if she did turn to a genie, she would be held captive and limited to a lamp,
And I don’t want her to be confined to anyone or anything . . . not even me,
I want her to be independent, to live her own life, free from all imprisonments and all sorrows,
I just wish for her to be happy, wherever she may be, however she may be, with whomever she may be,
It doesn’t matter whether she is with me or not, because my happiness is her happiness, and if she’s happy, I’m happy too,
All I can do or say now is wish and hope that when I pray to God for her to be contented, I’m sure that with God’s blessing she is joyful,
My life doesn’t matter, its her satisfaction that takes priority over my life, over my own existence,
Even if she doesn’t miss me like I miss her, or even if she not now nor ever liked me as I like her, I hope that she does atleast remember me even as a friend, if not more,
After all I am only human, and humans cannot stop wishing and desiring ... if it were not for these desires, what could we ever do? what could I do?? what
would I do???


Poem by: Zeeshan Ramzan
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