She Whispers // Hamza Kazi

I sensed a ripple through her mind like,
A floating butterfly.
With wings clipped off
A delicate ambiguity
With a sense of disbelief,
“This is a nightmare
Not a dream,”
She whispered.

As tears fell across her lips
Lips chapped and faded
With fear highlighted on her eyelids,
“I’m just a sinner, I’m not your saint,”
She whispered.

The dormancy in my words
Paved way to an eerie omen,
“I’m tethered to my sadness
An empty vase,
A vacuous illusion.
With a hollow surrounding
A pit of pain
Cemented in darkness
Which swallows your voice
To hope and love,”
She whispered.

The pinnacle of misery

Was inscribed in her eyes,
“Forgive my immortality
I was a brittle hour glass
For breathing out
Your devotion
For keeping ‘US’ alive,”
She whispered.

The night oscillated it’s nigh
I couldn’t rampart my lies
Your pale silhouette
Shrugged
Hysterically fading away,
“Death plucked out my petals
Carved out my demise.
An enigma of torment
A spiral of void
It casted our fate
In it’s mould
Of silence,”
She whispered.

A paradox of emotions
Ran through my hind brain
A twitch in the unholiness
Of this night,
“After all,
In little manifestations
In careless words
And
Sombre confessions,

We continue to live
Long,
After we are gone,”
She Whispered

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