The Marvel's of floor I sat alone ..to see...
Watching the ceiling like a Abandoned
Sea ...

What I became in time ..I don't wanna Believe
I think and think , find You no Where..

That breeze from my pink windows ..
Flow like flowers in garden ..
Golden locks ..touch My senses ..
Tears damp my Hair ....

My eyes Search You ...Wy my feet
I'm not Able to walk ...
I mumble in sleep ...cry with dreams ..
Weak in my knees ...I'm not able to Talk ..

People tore My mind ...I worked like a slave...
One little heart in me ..so much to bear..
My Lone life ..burn with words like
Arrow Laced in Fiery Blaze...

I look for you To hold my hand ..
I Wanna Live Again

An umbrella of Your Love..on My head ..
Save me from dark ..Love me True
In shining Hue ..and in Falling Rain ...

I became Fragile Like Blue glass
Of Door ....
Blames on my Life ...my breath gets crushed

To say to This world ...
I'm a woman in Elegance ..
My blood Is pure...

Erase The marks of deep wounds on
My Soul ...

I say Aloud ...Let me Live...
I'm Not a Whore ... I'm Not a Whore ..🌹🌹














© Afshi khan