By: Tehniat Fatima
They always question, brewing with curiosity
What is it that the sky reminds her of?
Her laughter is followed by the answer,
“It reminds me of the blankness captivated inside of me”
The deep, calm blue
It holds but doesn’t show
Emotions call upon clouds
Defining meaning and thoughtfulness
Resembling her insides
Concealed, not letting anyone glance inside
A closed book
At times, clouds would cover her personality
Overwhelming, hanging above her head
Getting rid of them grows option less
So, she lets it be
Let’s them flow, affecting every cell of her body
Believing, that containing kills
Yet, satisfaction doesn’t reach them
So they decide to repeat,
“What does it exactly remind you of?”
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