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 Jun 2020 Afaf Zulfiqar
Ayesha
No matter how close,
the surface seems miles away
when you're out of air.
I don't know when I wrote this.
 Jun 2020 Afaf Zulfiqar
Ayesha
I'd like being the moon;
known and adored for beauty
not for the body.

 Jun 2020 Afaf Zulfiqar
Ayesha
drawn by budding child,
my hope is uneven but
never wilts away.
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With love.
 Jun 2020 Afaf Zulfiqar
Ayesha
Miles and miles we go
in tiresome search of light as
she follows behind.
~
 Jun 2020 Afaf Zulfiqar
Ayesha
On moonless nights, sun, she crushes herself
into million pieces and lets them flicker across the sky
to save you from your abyss of despair.
With love,
Hope.
 Jun 2020 Afaf Zulfiqar
Ayesha
and our whining eyes,
with time, get adjusted to
the deadly darkness.
"
If all hues blend in black,
isn't it the most colorful of shades?
or
If its dark gulps the most light,
isn't it the brightest of all?

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