Ink

Keep you under my skin like an inked relic.

In the dominance of this feeling.,
Time has passed in numbers of days
The clogged throat contains the fumes.,
From whisking and wafting in many ways.

In your absence,
air that I breadth is so thin.
You form a permanent relic
Like an ink pierced deep in my skin.

I continue to engrave your presence,
With the colour of your dusky tone.
You are and will remain,
The first permanent feeling I own.

I own the pride when I had you,
For I lost you I also own that sin.
Just like the ink of your complexion.
You'll always remain under my skin

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

You have your own way with words. I loved the last two lines they are very creatively formed.

[Mustafa Merchant]

Thank you. I appreciate your kind words

[Najam Us Saher]

You're most welcome.