Soft shadows thus formed                                                                          
                                                                                                                   Dried

Its golden light synthesized                                                                  
                                                                                                             Sunshine

Reflections abide                                                                            On a winters
                                                                                                                      day

I am appreciating this process, and awareness

a feeling without definition

a knowing that cant be expressed

You simmer in my eyes
Like coffee
Drops of your love
Burning my throat
Warming my insides
Setting my soul on fire

You are my lighthouse
Across stormy seas
The path to the shore was always there
With your light
You just guided me

POETRY


You let me share my thoughts and exchange clues of what's next in our upcoming adventure
And you let me write and erase my pain
And re-write them all over again
Changing inks for my
Story to be complete
In a book that saves my secrets
And kept them sealed for years  
Gratitude to you for listening to What was once left muted.
Gratitude to you
dear poetry.


                                 _Ismahan

Some people eat dreams

for
breakfast

and
lunch

and
dinner

and it's not even because
they can't afford food