Treasure Island

Nasteha Liban


He Looked At The Sky


Feeling trapped

Wanting to release his desperation

Longing for freedom

Tears brimming in his eyes

He slightly lifted his head up

He looked at the sky

And said, “You know I am not giving up

You know I will never give up

You know I am stubborn

Because I know you are my Lord

Because I know you will never leave me

Not even for the blink of an eye

You are the king of the kings

So I am not afraid

Of losing anything

You are the first and the last

You are permanent

Your love for me is unconditional”

At this he smiled

Still looking at the sky

Tears in his eyes

With palms raised up

He said, “You were there from the beginning

Guiding me in every step

Through thick and thin

Saving me in every misstep

Makin me humble in every win

I love you

Three words

That mean everything to me

Only when I say them to you

I know you don’t need them

I know you have thousands who love you”

Turning his head down

Staring at his feet

Tears blurring his vision

He said, “Please don’t ever leave me to myself

Not even for the fraction of a second.”

Submitted: Saturday, December 21, 2013

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