Platinum 70 Poem by Asma Khan

In the wandering transparency
of the dazzling twilight
came across a star dancing
in the secrecy of the night


In the rare mystical saga
of the falling stars parade
rose the shinning galaxies
of desires admiring my beautiful shade


In the subtle quietness
of the roaring storms
walked in the seasons of
hopes in new eyes of norms


In the thundering storms
of the questions left unasked
took over a word sailing
through the path uncalled

In the mere disappearance
of the hidden passages' arcade
swirls the wind of change
through dusky evening's shade