Saturday, 11 August 2012


We are grey
Stripped of colour and life
Weak minds focus on snapping strings
Of broken connections and hearts
We were filled
With life and smiles and distant times

She lays in the coffin
Pulled , anxiety ridden features relaxed
I stared at a body, I yearned for the soul
I know there are stories she never told
I never heard
They are crying

There was a time that I
Did not exist
The fruition of the broken promise
From felonious branches
Will come to pass again

'But Satan whispered evil to him: he said, "O Adam! shall I lead thee to the Tree of Eternity and to a kingdom that never decays?'
Surah Taha
Verse 120

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