Shines far out 

In the horizon,

Beyond the trees,

And behind these

Light bulbs.

It streams through the wind

In locked packets of hope.

Like those mountains in 

The distance,

It’s unreachable,


It’s a state.

It’s moments.

It’s when I walk with you

Naked feet

Through the wild.

It’s when your smile

Rubs off on me 

As we walk separately

Another mile.

And when I find myself sleeping

On the pavement

Of those far off memories, 

Under this melting sun

And the blowing wind,

I realise that maybe

You are home.


About Zeeshan

We are the twinkle in the eyes of oblivion.

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