Dark skies are sometimes inviting:

Tulips were supposed to grow

Where war took over:

Only one of us worrying about

The absolute meaning and truth

About love.

Things fall apart

And gather back in place

All the time.

Barried below chaos

Are the intricacies

Of the autrosities done to us

That allow the universe

To align.

The cosmos do not forget

The minute instances

Of paramount abuses

That pushed you far down,

To the point of surrender.

I am confident

Among the black holes and

Lightning storms,

Your soul suffered enough

To still want to survive:

Dark skies are sometimes inviting.

~By Maryum Khalid~

-Photo by me-

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