One of Salah Gahin's beautiful quatrains

 
Trapped beneath the platinum rocks of your heart,

Imprisoned into the golden cage of your chest,

 

 Tears

 fighting to get out of your eyes, 

Voices

lost within the sound of your heart beats,

 Eyes

cannot see except your own vision,

 Hands

 clinging to your unfulfilled hopes,

 Emotions

 run between your walls,

 Dreams

 cannot enter your fortified mind,

 

I sail into your veins...

My boat is lost in your blood...

I try to breathe your indifferent air...

But, I realized that,

I am drowning...

 

Short Story

Poetry

Short Story

Poetry

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