Friday, 9 April 2021

I am scared, 
of the night, 
when I ll end up, 
with minimum strength
in my bones
to hold 
the tired flesh of mine
Of the night when 
i ll have read every word 
of every book
on every shelf
and I ll have nothing to write. 
I am scared
of the day i run back home. 

~Shafaq

1 comment:

  1. More power to your pen ✍️. The depth in your thought is intriguing.

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