When??

My love will surely come to me.

We'll see love grow together then.

Our love will bloom to ecstasy.

Someday, ... maybe, ... I don't know when.

When it happens, then I will be

That happy one who passes by

And not the one you now see,

Who is so lonesome he could cry.

When will it be? When will I see

This love so grand it takes my breath?

When will my great love come to me?

Will my love come before my death?

I see couples so much in love.

I see their smiles, and I ask, "When?".

I even turn to God above,

For He knows love much more than men.

The question echoes in my mind.

When will I see it? When ... when ... when?

Will this love be the keeping kind,

Or will it be a "might have been"?

I wish, ... I wonder, ... and I write.

My hope and patience growing thin,

I hug my pillow in the night

And go to sleep wondering, "When?".

                                                     Saif Malik...