The Island
No mans an island, what about me
Miles from anyone, a desolate island in the sea
People come and visit, but no one comes to stay
One of these day’s though…. I’m hoping, as I pray
There’s a shadow on the horizon I can barely make out
Come over and visit, I’m wanting, to shout
But I’m just an island, and have no voice
So I wait, just wait, because it is her choice
My heart skips a beat, my spirit begins to soar
This is the one, I’m positive. I’m sure,
Year after year but still no nearer,
A whisper in the wind, I swear I almost hear her
Season after season, as I’m smashed by the ocean
No hint movement, no emotion or motion
Deep in my centre, where the passion blazes in my heart
Not for too much longer, I feel, will we be apart
But I’m an island I can wait until the end of days,
People still visit me, but no one yet stays
I relax and wait, and ascend my mind
Darkness surrounds me, as I go blind…
Millennia have passed as I wake from my slumber
I search around for the one I that I hunger
She rest right next to me, without me knowing
I’m jus glad she’s here my insides are glowing
A smile in my heart, happiness in my soul
There are now two islands, in the middle of the sea
Forever and ever, together we’ll be…
Copyright © Amar Qamar | Year Posted 2016
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