Treasure Island

Waqas Naeem

(30-06-1987 / Pakistan)

The Mourning (Benazir Bhutto)

The grim colours of our mourning
rise in a flowery mist
and form a beautiful image of Her
a breathing,
boldly smiling image...

and it's very difficult to shake that image off from memory
it's very difficult to let go of our colours of mourning...

Submitted: Thursday, January 10, 2008
Edited: Saturday, May 17, 2008

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