Writer
A walk towards you,
I close my eyes.
Let myself go,
Get lost in your world.
We belong with one another.
We fit just right.
I realize with a smile,
You light up my life.
You fill it with laughter and joy.
Childlike fantasy,
You and me, we are meant to be.
A delicate soul.
Crush it not with the miseries of the world.
Give it warmth, love, and attention.
It silently demands for a lot more.
Withering in pain, burning brighter than the flames
It steers clear from emotions.
‘cos it knows it will be drowned in them.
Jealousy pierces like a thousand knives.
So, it decides to turn into a stone.
With tears of ice in its eyes.
Nuraine Sadaf 