Wandering alone in the forest of sadness
surrounded by isolation and wilderness
every breath seemed like a yelp
it seemed like there might be no one to help
then came you who admired me but always kept quiet
letting your gestures and actions make the confession
your eyes reflected intense desire and passion
your ears always had the time to my every thought, every question
never letting me take any road in isolation
though the world doesn’t know about our situation
our hearts are full of admiration and adoration
though sad, yet true; without entering the dark tunnel
we can’t find the true lover waiting at the end
to hold our hands and be our conclusion
this is how secretly love blossoms
this is how the heart quietly opens it’s doors and welcomes

Wondering if we get hurt time and again when we’ve not found
that heart; the touch that can heal all our wounds
only in times of pain, true lover’s footsteps are clearly heard
always walking behind us to offer us a helping hand
if we fall down, if we ever get lost
there is always someone who becomes the guiding star
someone who links their heart with us in silence
who chooses to secretly make things right for us
whose belief in us is much greater than our determination
who does not give up hope on us despite all our imperfections
who pushes us to overcome all our obstacles
holding our hand up when we’re full of self-doubts
though sad, yet true; without entering the dark tunnel
we can’t find the true lover waiting at the end
to hold our hands and be our conclusion
this is how secretly love blossoms
this is how the heart quietly opens it’s doors and welcomes

Written by Muhammad Wasif Haq (2019)
Perth, Australia
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