~
The death of that innocent child
Changes the map of consciences, not of the world
Again proved that our education is wrong
The religion of the people turns to transgressions

When blood stained in the sky
Our love has become non-existence
Teaches me to think of another new war!
For the New Earth a habitable
~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

I want to be injected into your veins because that is the only way I could get close to your heart.

Love,
you’re pushing my emotions
I know,
I won’t last everything
You are pushing me like an ocean
And I’m drowning fast.

But don’t push me away,
You know I will drag you close
and what a drag it is,
And though our home is where we stay
Don't ever push me away.

Love,
you are pushing my devotion
I know,
just take your time or anything
Our life is the fastest motion
But I would pause you and I

Don’t rush me away
I know I can’t let go
So don’t let go of me
And though our bed is where we stay
Don't ever push me away.

Why do you walk through life with a man who's lap has not moulded to the stress of your swollen feet?
With a man who's shoulder does not hold the curvature of your head
With a man who does not smell like goodness
and who's skin is not saturated with your tears.  
Why do you walk through life with a man who's nights are not spent worrying
about how cold the empty space on your bed is
in his absence?

Mama, tell me why you walk through life with him?

I belong to you
whether you like it or not.

ever since that celestial night we spent together reminiscing about how broken we both are

but not the kind of broken
that people are afraid to touch,
or the kind of broken that can be seen on the surface,
the kind of broken that comes with giving your heart willingly into hands that tremble and shake whenever they hear the word 'commitment'

what was it about your touch that made me forget every dark and protruding insecurity that paid rent in my heart

Was it the way the corner of your eyes wrinkled every time you blessed this world with your forgiving smile

was it the way your laugh sounded like every one of my favourite songs perfectly in unison

was it the way I finally understood what home meant when you grabbed me by the shoulders and told me that I am a song worth being sung from rooftops

Was it the way I romanticized the idea of us, two dismantled antiques on a dusty floor, neglected and unappreciated, falling in love with each other  

maybe.

I'm not sure if you're 'the one' but I am undoubtedly sure of the way I wish I could replay moments we've shared over and over and over again and maybe some how download the first time you ever uttered 'I love you' onto my retinas

I am sure of my devotion to you and how it is synonymous with how the moon will never give up on the sun, how the bees will never give up on daisies and how we will never give up on each other

I am broken
and I am mangled
and I am terribly sorry

but I am also blossoming with love and the burning urge to finally define 'forever' with you, if you'd let me.