I Want To Go Poem by Fatima Nusairat

I want to go
Above the earth
No wind presses me
No sand cuts my eyes
I want to go
Like a bevy of birds
Like clouds
No waves calm me
Nor the night

I want to go
No rain of joy
Rained
Nor did youth return
Nothing stays but dust
The wind playing in the
Remaining dust
The remains of a glimmer
Light
From eyes tumbles
And... I do not know
The survival that waits for me
In fancy
Or loss

I want to go
With pain
In my chest
So, neither the horizon
If I run dies in grief
On the road
Nor...the House not holding me back
Nor the land