Following Your Flare Poem by Fatima Zehra

It's final now...
I won't visit your page profiles
I won't read your poetic smokes
I won't give any reactions
I will make you feel as if I'm dead
I will convert all love into hatred
There will be hate for you inside me
So that I may not love you or anyone else
Hey, I'm crying...
These tears, and the heart inside me is mute
I don't want to lose you;
I don't want to be scratched
I won't leave you, my beloved.
You're the beautiful rain.
I want to be under your cloud;
Your shelter protects me; I'm safe there
I'm in feeling myself in your hug
Into you; immersed into your blood
My heart's being shy, my beloved
and I'm following your flare
Because you're the promise of my life.