Will You (Reverse Ghazal)

Will You by Omar Waqar

Will you, take my hand and hold it close.
Will you, fake the sunrise for the host.

If we create a world full of hope,
Will you, make the trees all strike a pose.

Can I reach you if I am their joke.
Will you, wake me with the smell of smoke.

If I tell the truth in all my prose,
Will you, break fingers for what I wrote.

I see assassins behind all doors.
Will you, shake the earth to repel hordes.