Waiting For Morning Poem by Imran Islam

You are not just only my friend
You're wings of my restless soul
That's why your goal is my goal.
We're walking on the same trend.

You are like the door of a house
and I am like its secret window.
I always appreciate your thoughts
and follow your morning shadow.

My heart reached your new dream
and you melt me like an ice cream.
I always race your very kind heart,
It's not a game, it's my soul's concert.

I want to be a raindrop on you,
If you'd your skin to be burned
by the only one that raindrop
Then you dream of me indeed.

If you wanna be the moon at night
I will be the sun to brighten you up.
Night makes me to wait for morning,
for your loving eyes and waking up!