Drifting between sleep and wakefulness
Amid remembrance and forgetfulness_____the place
Where I still can remember my dreams, that's where
I find you holding my hand, in the haze of existence
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Good News, the Jasmine flower is blossoming again, I feel the aroma here at Karachi..................10
Thank you for your kind words. I have been away from the forum for a long time for certain reasons though I've been writing and posting on a Facebook poetry page. In fact, I had problems in sighing in PH because of forgetting the password.
Life is a pendulum swinging from wakefulness to sleep, from angst to joy, light to darkness, fears to hope. None can steady its course, What we can do is to hold on to hands that give us a sense of security and assurance. Enjoyed this beautiful poem. Keep writing Yasmeen!
My pic of the whole poem is 2nd stanza. Your lines literally took hold of me. Between angst and assurance...yes.... oh yes......10/10!
The conundrum presented in a unique style.Thank you for sharing
A beautiful love poem particularly the second stanza which took out my heart away.Well done Yasmeen Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
The wonderful innocence of letting love appear and the hopes inside that it will last. The reference to the tonality of music at the end is magically allegoric. Also your choice of images is worth reading a second time and it shows depth in your imagintivity. I also wanted you to invite to read my newer poems. My month of February was kind to me. Warm greetings, Paul