With a Fresh Sheet of Your Cloud

by Hafeez ur Rehman



Slow subversive rain wets you in my mind, here I am to prune your name and dry its soaked meaning. From the glow of setting sun I’ll draw you dear though dim, heartless message footsteps peal I sit and stare at night. Desire was there to tattoo trees and sense to rhyme our hands. I was held by nameless vow And you by faithless now. With a fresh sheet of your cloud I will lie with heavy eyes, then wind the clock of memory and sleep myself to alarm.

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