Dilemma of a Desolate Soul
I can see my cute one and my beloved
saying good-bye, waving hands at me.
Are they urging me to join them
so soon, so that we three can
play, sing, laugh, love and what not
like we did here on this earth.
Can I create a haven there
like the haven we had in this soil?
I am not sure, I am in a dilemma
I am worried, broken and wearied.
Or should I stay here with the
intangible memories of them?
Breath them, live with and cherish
them for ever, till my last breath!
Yes, I am in a dilemma!
Copyright © Nisha Prince | Year Posted 2018
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