Night walker


Night
surrenders;
I stare
nonchalantly at
the burning
lights of the city
street...
All things by a law
devine in one another's being
mingle
patient
kind
not jealous
not boastful
not proud
not rude
always hopeful
enduring through every circumstances.
I did'nt know what love felt like
untill he filled my heart
with pieces of himself,
I've never known such fullness,
the darkness of night,
the burning lights of the city street
overflowing into the emptiest part of me..
(c) Arshi Anjum

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