Iqra Khan

For you \"who am I\" !

You refuse That you don\'t know

Of my name, As I don\'t show..

I am sure, I am always,

In your heart ,on your mind

Whether I am not here 

Still you refuse but 

I don\'t have more tears to shed

On these insane and

Quibble talks that you levy..

Sometimes I am your hope,

But you still say nope..

How could you do this?

Even you said we are not kids..

I\'ll always be in your dreams,

I be adorable that you deem..

I\'ll always got your six..

So what\'s the point,

That you are in a fix.

My advent surmount,

Even  you unable to count..

My ascent turn you to be out of mind,

You think its addiction of some kind.

I know you think of me even at night..

When you turned off your room\'s light..

Even this,, you dream of me.

But still don\'t show me,,

That I am your\'s..

As we ever go to tour,

With hands in hand,

Walking ,shambling on the sand,

Talking ,quibbling, blathering..

Even we sit there and start scribbling,

Still you say we are not of each other.!!

Before this you should have to,

Keep in mind,

 You can\'t leave my wine,

I\'ll be like a nighty shine..

Whatever you can do,

But remember one thing,,

You can\'t let me ,even you go..

As I am like a sticky with you,

So be careful while saying

That you don\'t know,,,

 

\"Who am I?\"