To the swaying cradles,
Skipping ropes and dusty saddles;
To the cracks and scissures underneath feet,
Elated ages that alien fleet;
Is it worth falling out in rains?
Gravity giggles around in chains,
Where is that portal, that spooky door?
Flesh & bones, or is it evermore!
That ocean ashore is sinking in sorrow,
Ashes and ashes, yesterday & tomorrow!
A loop of fabric as her stitched veil,
My sweetheart we've already set into sail;
Dusk is unto you as unto me,
That fragile heart is a play, you see!
To the paths that never cohered,
What worth are feet that never volunteered,
A tale of sweetheart,
Love is it that doesn't impart;
Chills and abbirations round backbone,
Or is it worthless mutated hormone?
© Zahid Mushtaq
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