Should I Come Back?

Long stood the highways of love; And left miles away, the Unmetalled roads of hate. After centuries I have gathered My courage; and here I drive, On those roads; constructed with The labor of your love and The energy of my dreams. Am I allowed to scroll? Or can I quickly speed away? Should I come back? Long I have dumped; the Heaps of your love and Small pinches of my care. Yesterday when I visited; ‘The Lost Dynasty of Our Love’ Your heaps were untouched, Still in proper shape, but My pinches were missing, Not visible at all. Am I allowed to touch your heaps? Can I have, just a pinch of your love? Should I come back? Tomorrow when I be old, Crushed in the crusher of time. Tomorrow when I would be an old lady; With my curious young kids. When my son will come from school; And my daughter comes from college. Can I give the example of your love? “Mom, what is Love?” when They will eagerly ask. Should I come back? While walking on the road; Drenched with ego and pride, When I will carelessly ride, On the pushcart of my raged dreams. What if my cart will slide? Into orchard of your love. Will you allow me to inhale? The aroma of your orchard. The fragrance of beautiful flowers. Am I allowed to eat a fruit? For the sake of my hungry soul. No, when I am lost in an Abyss And I have lost my dreams, Even my life is meaningless. Now, when I am inscribed In the life of a demon, For whom I am just a spring To quench his carnal thirst. Now when I have lost, Spiritual piousness and bodily purity; Should I come back? Now, when people ask about the integrity Of my character, and I have nothing to prove. Now when my Akins compare me with A girl; who is unknown to me too. The girl looks at me And then lightly smiles. She is locked behind the bars Of time, when I used to rest In your trustful arms. Can I meet that girl? If not possible with that guy. And here I ask again: Should I come back?