I could never decide whether to be forlorn
Or fill the void with fruitless ally.

Each sunrise that was witnessed by me,
I had to resolve, whether to exist or to live.

Day after day I had to find a way
To be adroit and ardent without going astray.

When my heart and mind were in utter chaos,
It was love that gave them tranquility.

My mind was a mere symbol of menace,
My heart an epitome of solace. ~Faiza Khan