The Torn Aparts Poem by Fatima Usman

The Torn Aparts...

I was wandering on the beach
it was blue
it was deep
golden glaze under my feet
i looked down
as water reach
touching my toes
and my sheath,
i looked up where
sun was shinning-out the sea,
the sea was quiet
a beauty in the perfect scene...
but then
malevolence of friend spoke,
I felt a crack in my heart
and crack appeared under my feet
i felt the depth of this wound,
the depth of sea disappeared
i felt my heart now bleeding out
the sun melted the gold on sea
i felt more pain to see this all,
And beauty, what left tore apart....

Fatima Usman