If Someday

if i am already in your sink
   Why won't you then,let me drink?
       My heart is rusted
       My life is dusted

If someday i cry in the pain
  How could you stop the rain?
     My heart is jammed 
     My life is lammed

If one day i will be dead
Would your tears then become red?
       My heart is boiled
        My life is spoiled


 If ever i say,you are mine
   Would you then, steal me from the time
      My heart is hacked
       My life is sacked

If someday,my scars i were to show
Would you then burn,from head to toe?
    My heart is broken
    My life is wroken

If some day i will be in grave
   would you then behave the same brave?
    My heart is choked
    My life is soaked







© Muhammad Aamir khan
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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