! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! New Palm Poem by Rehan Hyder

(Inspired by Christine Austin Cole’s
“Rest your hesitation in my hands
Where it might find its home
And I’ll set it gently inside these lines
So that it won’t be alone”)
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Perhaps I’ve never loved
Perhaps it has never snowed or
Day could wriggle out of the
Lingering embrace of night

Perhaps the lines in my palm
Have been effaced by tides of hope
Or perhaps I never had these
hideaways

Perhaps in this room without window
Seasons, suns and snow has never
seen a door ajar enough
To import life

Perhaps the whispered pleasantries of moon
Were too soft to reach the clouds
Perhaps the indigo shroud
Will shield my fate my darkness