• sharib4291 10w

    A girl from pakistan

    A girl lingering in a different world
    Rejuvenates me in all her forms
    She comes, greets like a bubble warmth
    Shivering my wretched, crooked burns
    Every ounce of me yearns and mourns
    Of her only self unaware of it all
    The meticulous, marveled possibilities she owns
    Of a nightingale lightning my jagged door
    A sheer force and a free soul
    Dancing it's way down my memory door