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 for
   someoneto
      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)