Raihana Abdul Jabbar (13/07/1992)

When I touched the snow,
I didn't feel the flow of thermal energy.
For my fingers were freezing cold.

I strained to hear a rustle,
But I realized, the sound waves,
Had less amplitude and frequency than my heart beats.

If broken glass would cut through my leather shoes,
I wouldn't sense the pain.
Because my feet tingles in numbness.

I knew, fear was gripping me.
Holding on, creating a covalent bond.
Terrifying, chilling and savouring my mind.

I called for help with a dry, aching throat.
Voiceless, I shuddered at the thought.
Prayers, they call, to the greatest Lord.

Suddenly, the lamp shone,
Lighting my trembling soul, filing it,
With music, warmth and life.

Reassured. He's with me and I'm fearless.