Screams Poem by Qumber Rizvi

You come still in my dreams.
They are more of nightmares.
Nightmares, tingled with love.

You can't listen to my screams.
They are dwelling in my lairs.
Lairs, hiding me, love.

Your portraits on the walls
Of my dwelling yell at me.
You don't listen to words
That my heart keep calling thee.

So close we were, so long ago,
So far we are but now.
I would just run away, my love,
But tell me, tell me, how?  

Dungeons of my heart, love,
Don't let go of my screams.
You come still in dreams, love,
You come still in dreams.