Poetry

So what I
can soothe you, I can’t feel your pain
Maybe, I can
quench your thirst but cannot be your rain.
 
So what I am
with you, I can’t comprehend your isolation
Maybe I can
cherish you for a while, but can’t avoid your stubborn frustration.
 
So what I’d
guide your ways, but couldn’t destroyed those hurdles
Maybe my
thoughts had feed you, but cannot unwrap your own thoughtful bundles.
 
So what I
can make you smile, but can’t eradicate the barrier to your happiness
Maybe I can
improve your future, but couldn’t convince upon your past to confess.
 
So what I
can tap your head, but can’t pour sleep into your eyes
Explored
your inner self many times, yet struggling to unfold those feelings in
disguise.
 
So what I
can walk along, but never bring across your lost destiny
Maybe I am
there to wipe your tears, but couldn’t absorb your dusky agony.      
 
So what I
can make you visit to mosque, it’s tough to sprout the seeds of faith
Maybe I can
spur my love on you; still it’s not easy to extract love, out of your hate
 
So what I
say ‘Good Night’ daily, but can’t turn your nightmares into sweet dreams
Maybe I can
reduce that noise around you, but couldn’t suppress your own conscience scream.
 
Searching
altogether desperately for you, within you
Eagerly
waiting amidst for your dark clouds, to turn blue
 
You are
trying hard to hide your emotions that are standing undress,
and I am
struggling to incubate new hopes in you, being almost helpless.