I could feel the rage of my words
In this cave I call a heart
Like a tsunami they shake my heart
Until the molten magma in the pit of my soul
Spurts out the fire within, and they flow
Along with the embers of my soul
I could feel the knees of the mountains
Going south within my mind
A stardust of our love has weaken
And melted away the strength in them
That they have to bow down
For our love to walk on
I could see the canvas of the sky
Being emptied by the moon
To decorate the uncompleted art
Of our love left bereft
On the bare floor of the evening
In the morning, the sun would drop a glister for our love
I could see the pebbles arranging
Themselves on the top layer of an ocean
‘Aisha’ they decorated, patiently waiting for the alphabets of your name
Aisha U. Faruk.
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