Lost love

By Mehmooda Khan

We lose so much in life, friends, lovers, family, hope, confidence, dreams, expectations, happiness, immaturity, love…

The home of my heart where my special one resides, no longer visits my eyes.

All the fairy tale fantasies of wandering galaxies and magnetic countries and existential tragedies and vague fallacies, scream your name.

Sleepless nights of memory flashlights and floral whites and consoling alrights and blushing goodnights, wish you came.

Golden eye contacts of irrational facts and doubted exacts and lilac impacts and psychic interacts, longs your acclaim.

Broken fates of coffee dates and faked hates and unicorn gates and sorrow abates, wait for you to return home…

By Mehmooda Khan