I’ll try as much as possible
To hide you in the curves of my words
Coated beneath the thickness of my stanzas
And have you savor in the taste of my lines
So none could lift a brush and paint you bold.
I’ll try as much as possible
To blend your name with the fruits of my love
Served out as a chilled poem of loneliness
And the taste of the juice will flow in a sluggish parade
Until it reaches the hearts with an italicized whisper.
I’ll try as much as possible
To install a decoder in the hall of my brain
To blast off the tune of your words
And my veins would pull each other
In a crossed dance as couples
Aisha U. Faruk.
She had never thought living without Nasir would be as painful as this. She thought she could be able to talk herself out of it but each time she tired, she s
