You have your life
Your own living style
Your ambitions to pursue
You laugh and smile
Your moods are yours
You watch what you like
And listen to music you fancy
Your clothes are your own choice
So are your shoes and shades of lipsticks
You are happy in your world
Unoccupied, unconquered, unbound
A princess in your little dwelling
My feelings
I keep restrained
I want to see you as you are
Happy
Never having known
How my affections could have changed
You, your life
There is so much I want to know
About you, my fascination
But never will
Hmmm....dearest friend....She still comes to cloud your mind? Come on man....she has moved ahead and so have you...dwell not on someone you had yet did not have...understood? So why remember the bygone days of bitterness ...though often interlaced with a tinge of sweetness...yet WHY?
Isn't your PRESENT better than your PAST?
Haven't you gained more than what you LOST?
Unlike me dearest friend, you have a life,
And a purpose to move on and conquer through strife...
Anyway, it WAS MOVING, SAD and SOMEWHAT A PUZZLE...a PARADOX I WOULD SAY...AS THE TITLE SAYS "WHAT IF"...I DO HOPE YOU GET THE MEANING OF WHAT I WANT TO CONVEY SUBTLY YET APTLY...A BEAUTIFUL POEM THOUGH....
Your friend/poet,
MUHAMMAD NAVEED AHMED/EMMENAY.