Sometimes
My heart rhymes
With the rain
With the pain
Which you pelt
Like stones
on the devil’s terrain
You
Who
I loved
With all emotions true
But
blue nights
Waved
the fights
Through narrow creeks
Words grated the guts
Sounds jarred the nuts
The house, a pile of bricks
Since then
Like a pecking pen
I cok cok cok
Pain puts my soul
In a tanduri chicken coal
Shock shock shock.
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Umme Salma, 30/10/2025, Toowong
Salma Seclusion 