She studied his eyes

Just to grasp his soul

Hoping to visualize

What it’s like to be whole


As their eyes met

They sky opened

So heaven descents

And her pain is broken


After years of pain,

She can finally live again.


I have been inconsistent recently, not because I have writers block. But for the sole reason that I am becoming more busy than I’d like.

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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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