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Aaysha Ali Poem
That night, the sky was pulchritudinous just like you,
The moon,the stars and I were gossiping about you.
The moon blabbered how beautiful stars he has with him,
Shining like diamonds.
I,then, bragged a little about you,
Teasing the moon saying," I also have a star like you".
He didn't believe me until I showed him your smile,
Which was mesmerizing and divine.
The moon grinned,
As he saw my cheeks getting redden.
I smiled back and said," isn't my star radiant and bright?"
The moon giggled and replied,
"Yes, he truly is a beautiful sight".
Copyright © Aaysha Ali | Year Posted 2024
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Aaysha Ali Poem
I was afraid, not of the dark,
But the obscure nature behind the mask.
I was afraid, not of the crowd,
But the lacuna of you being one of them.
I was afraid, not of losing you,
But losing myself in the clouds of blue.
I was afraid, not of diving in the depth,
But being left alone at the surface.
I was afraid, not of hurting you,
But of the grief you will face and the mirror I'll hold infront you.
I was afraid,not of your absence,
But of the oblivion, of the feeling of nothingness.
I was afraid, not of the height I was on,
But the pain of falling apart.
As I was never afraid of you,
But in you resided all my fears.
Copyright © Aaysha Ali | Year Posted 2024
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