if tomorrow starts without me
how will you run the show to daily grind
working out early to hit the road to hall of ivy.
how will you carry on your daily meals
how will you officiate to stay in high spirits
and tie in with the cosmos,
how will you take the helm to branch out each step
and get the knack of from your misdeem.
if tomorrow starts without me
will you hold back loving me till the hell freezes over
or will you jump-off loving another soul of my age,
will you miss my omnipresence
will you express tenderness unceasingly
will your heart, beat in the same manner
will you fall flat on face by my touch and kisses
which used to refine your recess of heart,
when you used to reel back after that exhausting day.
if tomorrow starts without me
how will you care for, when you will be oppressed
who will be your monophonic sounding board
who will help you to get to the bottom of your
cyclic can of worms.
who will be an agent of fraudulence to
your parents about your malevolence
who will mount as a tower of strength
at every state of affairs
with whom you will binge watch all the
shows and movies munching all the cuisines.
on whose shoulder you will put on the
weeps whole night after your fake breakup fight
who will love you and tease you like I do as a perfectionist.
if tomorrow starts without me
i mean your fore-bearer
your love
and your best friend
what will you decipher to draw breath.
so if tomorrow starts without me
don't give feet a rest whole day and night
and dissolve in tears,
take up the gauntlet with humbleness and love
and earn to grab your goals,
and till blue in the face be in fine feathers
and love yourself even more and more.
~Ayesha Khalid
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