• saheefa 6w

    Freedom.

    Moonlight escapes,
    through the window left ajar, 
    subtly shines upon me,
    as i take my place. 
    The wind listens patiently,
    as i speak,
    about my fervors,
    and my furies,
    about all the insecurities,
    i fed and raised
    But buried them alive
    With compassion and grace.
    They evolved with rage.
    Yet, i held them close and caged.
    Their wrathful screams,
    kept me confined,
    perplexing the purpose,
    of my weary mind.
    To be carried far away,
    and drowned in the sea.
    with the wind,
    i cautiously set them free. 

    -Saheefa.