When you are not
Then cries are fraught
Pain and agony
Again hold on me
Dreams often awake
Screams do smack
DrOP me behind
Crop up in mind
Fears make tremble
Tears then ramble
On the rosy cheeks
Moan with shrieks
Why you are not?
Why you are not?
akram saqib
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-490/
