Beautiful Poem by Asad Saeed

She redefined a word,
so that it never meant the same,
uprooted from its nausea,
forever set aflame.

She made it her existence,
and she never knew she did
what hallowed her viscera left,
the beholder's life abridged.

It told of what she was,
and she made it what it meant,
hiding and writing on her palms,
she forgets the world laments.

she is not what the word portrays,
the word portrays what she becomes,
she does not know she is the world,
the world to which beauty succumbs.

She does not know she can stop time,
Stupefy all senses paralyzed by her shine,
In oblivion lies her oblivion belied,
The beholder bleeds with an echoing smile.