By Mahmuda Elias
You still appear to me illuminating as light
As I reminiscence our frames every night -
Those brown eyes dipped in honey,
Resembling sunsets when they're a bit too sunny,
And your impeccable grace which can't be bought by money.
Beloved as I recollect the old days,
It's my heart that incandescently says -
'Oh the ruler of my heart
The muse to all of my art,
Why did I, for you, tear myself apart?'
And I keep desecrating my own worth;
But one night I resolved I'm deserving of some mirth
So I reached out for your hand,
But all that I could perceive was barren land,
And that fate was the sea, you were the sand.
You slipped out of my reaches
And I couldn't give a reason
For it took my soul too long
To realize I wasn't the one to whom you belong;
But merely something that destiny wished to begone.
I'm still infused with remorse
And the pain lingering gets worse
As I wonder, “It's only your own fault
For you stood too long for a halt'
And now your garden is just a memory in a vault.
I made a choice so bold
That even fate can't behold -
I'll wait for you lifelong
While admiring you like a lost possession that I adore
As my life sits back watching itself transcend into something so forlorn.
By Mahmuda Elias
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