Alone - Poem by Fatima Nusairat
Alone this smile leads no where,
moves quickly before the joy then disappear.
Alone, these currents blue in my veins,
remain until moment, groping and crying silently.
Alone, this purring thundering in my heart,
I hear it more than I can in squirrel's laugh.
Alone, these exclamation marks, that stormed, my lips,
become a permanent sneeze in my mind.
Alone, these white cuffs that shackling me
become an open door, through the lock hole.
Alone, this silver needles that sew my time and open it
then fly's until full clarity,
I still follow it once in the shade
another in the sun.
Alone the sadness songs stammer, respectively,
shaking torrent Ink from right hand,
Illuminate inside me the universe chasm.
Alone, shines my blood and win.
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