I swing in the pendulum of time,
Abrasive - its finesse, leaves me
Aphonic,
As you gait , with every step
My heart, wears out its muscularity ,
Looking out for you !

You see that sun,
Like its glow,
You fix my world, to one dot.
Forever - your name, your smile,
A lock which nests my soul.

Your eyes, have they known me?
Do you, in silence, read my mute
Asian words, or see my nose bloated,
My foot all swollen, my pulse dropping?

I wait silently, for your hands,
Listening to your laughter,
That, my drowned eyes, would
Come to your eyes, seeking rescue.

O’ do you perceive,
Do you listen?
Are you listening !

- Marya Mushtaq.