Awake and dreaming

by Sanjida Shaheed

When I was
A little child
I wondered
Why
I felt so empty.

My little heart
Could not comprehend
The meaning
Of loneliness.

I have struggled,
I have fumbled
And I have fallen
On my quest
For happiness.

Life felt unreal.
As if everything
Is just a dream.

Now I know
The dream
Will be over.
And soon
I will see
Your Blessed Face.

And therein lies
My happiness.
The strength
To wake up
And remember You.
In the wee hours before dawn
When the birds
Are still sleeping.
And dream the dream
Again.

………………………..

Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: December 03, 2013
shorturl: http://wp.me/p33PbB-9O

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