Genesis of Her

Kiran Ashraf

Her body is like a powerful tide

looming in an ever-flowing motion

chewing on her emotions like rice

she aches to read in sheltering arms

wearing her chaos for a better life

her skin is a wild thing at its best

memories in her songs of grief

now trembled and hummed in her bones

like a silent gust of unfinished wreckage

or an absent orchestra of musical hell

her two eyes wander through the meadows

lessons forced on her forgiving shoulders

all her exhausting days and unsent texts

are winding up in threads of crocheted wool

she exists in this unyielding temporal

growing stronger among unseen enemies

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