Can I? May I? Should I?

Can I hold you back? Touch you? Want you?
Can I ask for love as you walk away?
Can I ask for five minutes of your time?
Can I tell you how much I miss you?

May I hold your face in my hands?
May I brush my lips against yours?
May I feel your heartbeats against mine?
May I drown in the green pools of your eyes?

Should I be bold and tell you about the whys and
the whereof of our disrupted lives? Or should I pretend
that we were just passing ships in a desert, each
going the opposite way.

Should I?

©ZSA April 2015.

This is what I thought about when I couldn’t sleep last night. Actually I slept well until about three in the morning, and then the beautiful sleep eluded me. Arrgh, sleep, such a siren, taking my night of rest and dashing it on rocks!

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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19 Responses to Can I? May I? Should I?

  1. Humor_Me_Now says:

    Loved your poem and understand sleepless nights!


  2. sunsetdragon says:

    Such deep passion and such beautiful words to describe the wanting and fear.
    TY for sharing this.

  3. slmret says:

    This is a beautiful poem, Zakiah –I often wake up in the middle of the night, but am fortunate to be able to fall asleep again quickly most nights.

    • Zakiah says:

      It is indeed a gift Janet. When I worked, I was able to fall asleep often. Especially if I had a hard day and was very tired. But if I had to get out of bed and go to the ER, spend a couple of hours there and then return to bed, there was no way I could fall asleep again.

      • slmret says:

        I can understand that — having to get up and go to the ER shakes you to full wakefulness, and, already partly rested, it’s then hard to go back to sleep. I hope that has lessened since you retired, or does it become habit?

    • Zakiah says:

      unfortunately Janet, I think in my case, it has become a habit. Woe to my bad habits.

  4. I’m so sorry you have nights with little sleep, SweetZ. 😦
    But, I’m glad you wrote this poem! It is so beautiful, and brought tears to my eyes.
    I have someone in my life I would ask those questions of…I should…but, I am afraid to.

    • Zakiah says:

      Don’t let time slip away like water between your fingers. Hold on to the moment and ask that someone these questions. Love and hugs to you Carolyn. 🙂 ❤ ❤

  5. hello Zakiah, your lack of sleep in the wee hours has been useful since you have been able to write such a beautiful burning poem !
    Love ❤
    ps ; I am in a transitory phase of my migration from Xanga to WP

    • Zakiah says:

      I am glad to see you here Michel. Because of you migrating to WP from xanga, I have decided to post here on a regular basis. Thank you for reading my wanton poem and for the comment.

  6. I slept ok last night, I just didn’t want to get out of bed. But there are nights when it’s so tough to sleep.

    • Zakiah says:

      I hear you loud and clear. Now, after two or three nights of insomnia, I break down and take an over the counter sleep aid. That helps a lot.

  7. rudyhou says:

    beautiful, zakiah. it seems to exude many possible meanings. one which brought back personal memories of mine.

  8. Zakiah says:

    I love that my readers can use my words to suit their own emotions. that is a great compliment. thank you.

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