Death Chase Poem by Alavi Maliha

Nights when she dreamed,
In a cold memory frame
The fire burns into its flames tonight.
Butterflies! So she flew
Rather dying than she lure,
Into the darkness, with her dusty insight.
Chased by the fear, she held within
Blurred the memory frame
With the touch of the pain.
All she knew,
That the death chased her through,
All along she lived!
What she left untold
Here struck the days, dreaming unfold
Agonies she buried within,
Has buried her pained soul.