It’s ten at night
A day is over as it might

The night promises so many
Not been fulfilled in any

I’m to ask him to show his face
An urge to look between the lips

And

It’s a face full of fear;
His hand forbidding coming closer;

To look into the eyes where
The caustic smile hidden
Behind controlled tears.

What people think
He had a life or a double death.
Waiting for the night again
Waiting for a borrowed heaven!

Moushumi moushumi

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/between-life-death/