by Sanjida Shaheed

I wait for You
To flow
Through me.
Through my fingers
And my tongue
And my limbs.
I wait for You
To glow
In my eyes.
And glow
On my skin.

My heart is
An empty house
Filled with the echo
Of a love song
That laments
Your absence.
You’ve been

My spirit
Is a weary bird
With broken wings.
Longing for
A new beginning.

I have lost
the map
To Home.
But I have
Not lost hope.

I know that
The traveler
Will always find
His way
If the path
Carries him away.


Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: December 12, 2013
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