She Speaks MagicA Poem by Khawaja Musadiq
In her arms-
I feel haven. But-I've lost my voice I cannot speak. Ssshhhh..! I try to comfort-myself In this chaos -Numb Everything bleary I breathe heavy Afraid of life But- I see that light. I hear the voice too. And-For the Fifth time-today I hear the call to prayer Unheard it-yet again. Such am I Lost-Hypnotized By her words For-She speaks MAGIC! © 2016 Khawaja Musadiq |
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Added on January 11, 2016 Last Updated on January 11, 2016 Author
Khawaja MusadiqSrinagar, IndiaAboutI'm all emptiness. Blank as the sky; I am. Not as blank as a paper though. I've traces of clouds as well. I feel the need of wind that will either make me all cloudy or cloudless! more..Writing
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