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  Oct 2019 Rayyan Malik
Cné

Ebony
silhouettes
inked
by a dying sun,
portray
lovers embraced
in
the synergy of one.

Inseparable
dreams
slowly
morph into one …
subservient
to the
whims
of the compliant
heart’s
drum.

And
azure pools reflect
a
tie-dyed denim sky,
as
enchanted dreamers
seal
their love with a kiss nearby.

Twinkling
stars confetti
the
emptiness of space.
And
as darkness descends,
shadows
swallow all of the light’s trace.

Reality
pauses …
as
time seems to stand so still
to
the depths of their very souls,
motionless
they swim.

Rayyan Malik May 2019
That souvenir of yours left with me now, is my panacea
which melancholic-ally rouses my amnesics from my dementia
it’s a hue of my emotion, a painted picture of our past
as we hurtled towards a destiny which wasn’t meant to last…
Rayyan Malik May 2019
I scroll pass through the confabs we had
I skim; I comprehend at times, and I am mad
at somewhere between some lines yet again,
a spark transmits through my heart in feign
rendering these scars indelible in strain
Why did you promise me the love for eternities and beyond
when you’d betray me, forlorn me in reality, and abscond  
Maybe life will be everything I thought it was
Maybe I need to slow down, and pause
Maybe all of these happenings are just nightmares that prolong
Maybe I’ll wake up to a reality where you belong…

— The End —