Choking With Silence Poem by Fatima Nusairat

Between husk of grapes and
sweetness of wine;
I was boiling vinegar!
While I was looking for
god's paradises in my way,
searching for the reasons that
makes our hearts fenced with cold.
My thoughts stranded!
I was kneeling with dawn praying,
choking with silence,
while wailing water,
hurts trees and stones.
The time was coming to me,
carried as torch wandering
around the dreams harbors,
it was savor as a disturb waves
as if the waves have the flavor
of cold and death when hit by the wind!
While I was looking for
god's Paradises in my way,
I was boiling vinegar,
Perhaps the door will open
towards god.