No Lie In Her Fire Poem by Asma Khan

There was no lie in her fire
I saw a desire in the eyes of every buyer
She was neither living nor dead and I know nothing
I witnessed her purity almost in everything

The future was deeply hidden and an inarticulate desire
Yet she was content in her unknown attire
Something beyond living was calling her attention
for she did not know what's for prevention and retention

She understood so little of the word called patience
thus, there was nothing beyond this reference
She had a lot to walk through that lonely night
until haziness began to grow into her eyes' light

The dying embers of the blood orange sky
roared much louder than her cry
She intervened all pains in discreet
knowing her dreams would be incomplete

She began burning her own edges with the fiery passion
leaving no space for anyone's expression
She was lost in the chaos of questions
even her dreams were not in her possession

Her words were drenched in experience
it seemed life happened to her in no coincidence
She desired prosperity in abundance
yet nature chose everything for her in reluctance

She lived on the edges of every dream
in the hope to see the coming of a beam
Love was no verb, but the adjective in her context
every wish began with a worry next

There was no substance, but a selfless being
loneliness was all what she was afraid of foreseeing
Certainly enough the time drove her far away
till she could realize life in the color gray

She made her beliefs of golden hay
however, she was handed dismal and clay
Her toys broke one after the other
speechless, she was left, nothing more to say


I met her in yesterday's dream by the shore
so many desires are left to impart
Her eyes were new with passion and fear
and a definite purpose was bright and clear