Strong leaf

I am a warrior

Of the soul.

I am a fighter

Of our love.

I am a writer

Of our story.

Yet I am falling,

Falling Falling.

An autumn leaf,

Crushed to the ground,

Beneath careless feet,

I can no longer make a sound.

I am a warrior

Of self conflict.

I am a fighter

Of the truth.

I am a writer

Of self doubt.

I am nothing without the power of the sun,

and respiration is now undone.

With nothing left but dry skin and empty veins,

Can nothing save me? Not even this rain.

Hasna Maliq

The Sun

The only way I felt

Warmth

Was in your arms.

The only way I felt

Eased

Was the touching of our palms.

The dark side had took 

Over me.

Control I once achieved was

Stolen away.

Unwillingly,

 I felt.

...

The only way I feel

Safe

Is in your essence.

And the only way I simply

Feel okay

Is in your presense.

The bright side has taken

Over me.

Control I once achieved

Melted away.

Willingly,

I feel.

Your sunshine has taken

Over me.

Control which I no longer

Need,

Has melted away.

Willingly,

I feel -

The power of the sun.

- Hasna Maliq