Fear & Wish

Being lonely in graveyard
I fear & wish, if I could have had
Those hands while I was travelling
Which has now held me high
When I am lying
To travel, One for the last time
To be seen, One for the last time

These thoughts now hold no virtue

As the time is gone
So am I
And so is the moment
Which could have
Held us tight
But now, I have been
Held by the land
Caught by the fire
Traveled in those mighty waves
And stopped somewhere by the sands

Still, I see!
Glimpse of those memories which were never created
In the shades of those trees which we should have planted
However, As I said
These thoughts now hold no virtue
But still, in the lonely graveyard
I fear and wish
For the things I could have had.