Image from Seema Pillay
“In your light I learn how to love, In your beauty, I learn how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.”
– Rumi
I thought you gave up on the memories
But you stayed silent and still spoke to my heart
While I kept waiting for your decision
You decided against me but still couldn’t depart
Your pain is beyond any imagination
Then how would the flower(you) and essence(I) stay apart.
I am willing to live with your memories because
You left physically but your presence didn’t depart
What I couldn’t see in all my senses, now I see
You cornered me but that corner was inside your heart…