Valentine Rush Poem by Noorie Ali

This quilt is laid....
today yes it is a wonder that so many love and so many hate....
yes some create magic
and some make love for pleasure
it is joy thats gets us the sweet rush of this valentine treasure
honestly... never ask a lover what malady is for they will answer with painfull tears
swollen lips
and a broken heart
MALADY is hunger. thirst and the ubbsession of wanting nothing BUT...
WHY HAVE WE LAID ON THIS TURF A CANOPY WITH CANDLES?
its valentines.. and i have nothing but a paralised mind
lost motionless and dropped..
its love that got me cought up in the net
for now i cant le go and live
this quilt is laid but i have nothing to give for my next valetine but a frown.....
never ask the definition of heart brake they will tell you exactly how it sounds bruised numb and cracked....
NOW TELL MY WHY THEY UTTTER uphorea when its compressed thoughts?