Asma Khan


April 15th - Poem by Asma Khan

I was out of a soul
that could live, love and feel
so I borrowed one from the devil's destiny
It was full of sins
dark and fake
ruptured and blank
full of sighs and ashes

I was out of a name
that could live, love and feel
so I borrowed one of the fortune teller
It was full of assumptions
quiet and strong
lied and lost
full of tires and errors

I was out of a life
that could live, love and feel
so I borrowed one from the blooming spring
It was full of wonders
fragrant and young
vibrant and beautiful
full of colours and charms

I was out of a love
that could live, love and feel
so I borrowed one from the time's pocket
It was full dreams
charismatic and spell casting
joyful and lively
full of pains and scars

Topic(s) of this poem: dream

Form: Couplet


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Some dreams never come true!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 9, 2015



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