Choking With Silence

Between husk of grapes And sweetness of wine; I was boiling vinegar! While I was looking for God’s paradises in my way, Searching for the reasons that Makes our hearts fenced with cold. My thoughts stranded! I was kneeling with dawn praying, Choking with silence, While wailing water, Hurts trees and stones The time was coming to me, Carried as torch wandering Around the dreams harbors, It was savor as a disturb waves As if the waves have the flavor Of cold and death when hit by the wind! While I was looking for God’s Paradises in my way, I was boiling vinegar, Perhaps the door will open Towards god Written by © Fatima Nusairat