The depth of your shadow, gently greets my soul
My shattered self once again, splits into whole
The scope of opportunity still gambles with the chance
But I live a lifetime at the glimpse of your loving glance.
The phantom of me, confronts my nemesis
I am in battle with myself, reasoning my genesis
Owned by fear, life is still Truth or Dare…..
Or maybe I am just too tired, too lost to care.
My battered youth, consoles my browsed lust
Times are a wasting, so am I and it all sounds so just
Any day now, as the sadness drags me down way into the deep
But at least for once , I need your touch to help me fall asleep.
(C) Obaidur Rahman. Published in the poet’s debut book of English poetry titled “The Mystic Inferno” in 2012.