p a noushad - THROBBING LOVE

My wife
in the hospital bed
looks at me in silence,
tears trickling down
her cheeks,
''an incurable disease''
the words from the doctor
echoes again
and the footsteps of Death...
we
our life
our child
dreams and tears,
I recollect our days
in the kitchen, shops, beach...
the innocent queries of our child
about the sky, stars, ocean, death...
now, my wife covered in white, can we...
can we never meet again?
anywhere?
in the unending universe?
mind aches in the starry night
with throbbing love,
when can we get back the past days again?
we, our life, our child,
our
little
little
dreams...

p a noushad

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