• saimaalisid03 10w

    A world unseen

    She smelled of books and stories,
    Of all the worlds she had lived within,
    As though the ink had left the pages
    To find a new home in her skin.
    And you would see it in her eyes,
    That they were deeper than the ocean,
    She was a whole library of stories,
    That we’d beg of her to tell,
    For if there is such a thing as magic,
    Then it was something she could find.
    Her memory’s all faded,
    Like a book you have whole heartedly learnt,
    For even now we still look for her,
    In every book we read.
    ~Saima Siddiqui~