Before The Sky Cried Blue Poem by Asma Khan

You have no idea of a shattered dream
I gave you to hold
you made me desire and hope
just a story in the end to be told

I found your love like a fool's gold
this was a secret I had
until you pulled away and
my eyes had to be sold

Crushed and wrinkled my heart is
with creases upon every fold
pain cracks my inner self
whenever I try to uphold

Don't give me this pain again
and let this heart be unsold
I begged you many times before
this painful spell was unfold

The summers and winters are all holed
The weather's reflection has left me uncontrolled
Don't bend nor be stiff
you can't do anything when the hearts grow cold