Apology

Apology

I wana say something
-Something personal-
As personal as remorse
For my bygone guilt
The guilt I feel I did
By living half of my days
Without you
on alien lands
like Arabian sands;
burnt and charred
like a camel far away
from some oasis.
I ran and ran
Each night in a dream
In search of you
Like someone after an illusion
In the sandy plains.
The days are gone
The nights passed.
Let me live a real era
The era of everlasting happiness
In your eyes and heart.

Imran Nazeer