Dread-full Questions

 

How long can I delay my happiness 

in the shape of summer rains?

 

Five birds forming an arrow

fly against the clouds.

Will I ever know the peace of mind?

 

What’s  the use of all these dreams

If I can’t have tranquility? 

 

How can I shake the questions 

that dwell in my lower back

So I can go back to sleep?

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By aicha bint yusif

Writing is my key to free spaces. I write to let things out and to chronicle some, and you're more than welcome to read them.

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