Green Fields

 

The tears I rained from my heart
Have put off the fire, you left in my womb

The stillness you made inside my girth
Has made it beat faster, with a sob

The coldness I felt from your breath
Has burned my soul, than any hearth

The innocence you came with burst
Has made me reborn, sans my worst

The faded cry on your little lip
Has erased my smile, off nip

Promise me, you’ll wait for me
Promise me, it won’t take eternity

Promise me…

That I shall once more be your green fields.

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Husna

I would like to dedicate this blog to all the people around the globe, who have inspired me to 'key' down my mind, in one way or another. All my scribbles have my very own essence in them; a few reflections of my infinite number of facets. But please do not spend your time trying to see me everywhere as I might rather be invisible to you! Instead I hope and would surely be honored, if you could capture as well as enjoy the authenticity and the understated demureness of each chapter more beautifully than I presented them. Thank you. Love you all. Husna.

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