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"No Longer Sob Alone" a Poem by Noureen Mohammad

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3/1/19 3:35 a.m.


Oh, the sun!

The beauty of the sky,

the warmth and the blaze of day,

the bright smiles where the sadness decay.

And Earth chases its light,

to illuminate its sky,

leaving its half in darkness.

And oh, the moon,

the hopeless romantic of Earth.

Spinning around it to chase the light.

And I find myself so much of the moon;

chasing hope, but we never aline,

shining in the darkest of hours waiting,

waiting I am for a reason to dim.

And I witness the darkest scenes.

Watching helplessly,

mouthlessly,

wishing I could stop the misery.

Could it be the gods crying

when the sky is pouring?

Crying, weeping for how their creations

wage bloodsheds,

spreading ashes, spilling wine.

And oh, too much do I whine!

The bread, the beds

they're stained with blood.

And I wish upon the sun,

I could meet the gods,

so I could no longer

wail alone.

Oh, the oceans!

How beautiful they are!

And oh, how many people

have spilled their ink in their water.

So enigmatic.

They hold, oh, so many wars

and betrayals.

And I just crave for laying

my body against the silky texture

as a letter in a bottle,

in the middle of nowhere

with no terminus.

Thrown with hope to be found,

trusting the waves,

hoping to be saved.

And I wish upon the moon,

I could tell the gods,

so I can no longer

sob alone."

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