I don't have anything to offer you,
But the morcels of pain.
I try to keep it beneath,
And burn it to ashes.
The ashes doesn't bury anymore.
They just fly high as Sparks,
Burning everything on its way.
I am sorry, I apologise,
For my unintended act.
Because they consumed you as well,
The most beautiful part of my life.
© Afeefa Majeed