Zainab Wasel Ali Poet Rhyme

Not Mine to Write

I see you
dressed in black and white,
like a page from a book I like,
as if you're not mine to write.

I read you
as if you're made of words,
Once, twice
An avalanche of words into my mind;
again, I lose sight
of what I want to write.

Words in black and white
resemble day and night.
They paint the mind in ethereal dyes
--dark and bright

Words are hard to fight, 
hard to find,
they touch you
soul, heart, and mind,
yet you'd never know 
what words truly feel like . . .

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