A candle is cold
and scared to die
with flamy thorn
and melting desire
waiting and wanting
for her love to rise
who is twisted, burned
beside her feets
breathless lies
A yearnful sigh
came from her heart
watched her love still
with many tears dropped
miserably and painfully
a cry silently rise
to make her love, breath
and look into her eyes
wakeup my love
wakeup my life
wakeup for once and
look how I feel
a night is long, dark and
blewing cold breeze
I'm standing alone and
no one by my side
breaking, melting and
shivering in this breeze
A love filled whisper
came from above high
don't be scared dear
now, don't you cry
I'll make many like him
with same kiss, same life
who will yearn in the morn
for night to rise
to kiss thy lips
to die in thy eyes
Asif Baloch
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wakeup-my-love-moth-and-a-flame-ii/
