TO HER I BELONG.

silence on lips,
in heart it all kills!

real love calms and grows--
like a well-nurtured rose,

ever-blooming  through the years,
never stained by doubt and fears.

here she loves and cannot give her hand,
I'm in deep need forsomeone to
      understand:

you're always on my mind!'
I've nothing left to lose behind---

all and only to gain you is before me:
God, would that it were left as it would
       be!

                                           -by
                               Hakim H. Kassim.
                               (d.Sept.23.2018)