Have I Ever Told You This?

By Toiba Fayaz Khan

Mother

Have I ever told you this?

This pain is such bliss

When I try to find him and reminisce

Those words tattooed on my skin spelt like miss

How can you not expect me to douse into those eyes full of abstruseness?

Those eyes speak me of nations , devotional realms of holiness

I am drowning in this fathomless ,

Dark cold sea in whose bottomless swam my fondness.

Where am I supposed to go?

Should I wade through this flow

Or should I anchor myself and let it grow?

I told him to burnish me with those sequins decorating his smile and let it show.

Rampantly whirling into nothingness

I tried to poetize my chimera and furbish my loneliness

Numbing my spine an ideation erupts, if falling for him is fatuousness.

Hence I lost my composure and consciousness

I gave birth to welted rose , time stopped and eternities froze

Molten poems , unknit words nothing is better than this I suppose

I dreamt of his being laying kingdoms under my heels, fighting my foes

Oh mother

Do you still surmise I devour that what is forbidden without being in repose?

By Toiba Fayaz Khan