Wounds Poem by Faeza gilani

There are certain wounds
which never heal
Nor do we want them to heal
Just like those un cried tears
which constantly fall
upon the soul of our soul
within our hearts
Make us weep.
And yet we pass
our whole lives
Without a single teardrop
For anyone to see.
We can sleep,
We can dream
And yet;
Nights after night
We can't sleep
What's this fire that fuels and burns us.
And yet there are no ashes to see
Now tell me my sweet
How can this be