Dua

I am grateful for the sadness

That bloomed into their joy 

This is what I asked for 

I mutter prayers so only God can hear me 

Between all the mundane happenings of living

The sky has been all the shades of bluebells recently

I've written beautiful things in untraceable ink 

The corners of their smiles don't know their own roots 

Imam shafi said about the arrows in the night 

They've been orbiting you since before you knew 

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Are you afraid of sadness
Do you think that this will be like the heavy rains you once knew
The type that mould the earth they land on

In my mind there is a bench of iron
Sat beneath bubblegum cherry blossom
A little girl is singing her voice sounds like tears

I have happy poems beneath a thumb and a finger
Between promises of a tomorrow that is sweeter than today

I see beauty and it swells in my heart
it overfills , spills onto grey pavements
Moments I can't keep , can't share

If my eyes are a prism
Then I am looking for space for all this light