By-Iram Zuber


She loved him like how the night loves the dark sky,

Like how loneliness​ loves the heartache

She needed him like the blood to her veins​,

To make her feel alive and heal the scars of her agony.


She wanted him to be her other half,

She wanted him to fill the emptiness residing within her,

To be able to see through her soul and be the magic she always believed in.


She wanted him to wipe away the invisible tears,

To let her drown into the ocean of his heart and to let her hold on to her dreams.

He had the fire in his eyes that she wanted herself to burn in,

She wanted to see the aspects of his life he has never shown before.


She feared being estranged for life by the person she loved

She feared not being able to survive the loneliness that would ascend on her,

and for this very reason she would never let him know that how capable he was

that he could weaken her knees and make her heart race and make her feel lonely all at the same time.



This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn

1 comment

  • Great use of repetition. Evokes great sadness


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