A woman’s heart

~ Repost~ The hunger, Caged inside of heart, Scratches The patient skin of time, Craving for love. Something within Comes to end, All false ways Of satisfaction, Indulgence in substance. In a way, The quest of love comes to its ending. When waves of longing No longer have the strength To embrace any shores. Memories…

Loving

What is the distance Between our beings? When a man And a woman Loving each other. How much I want to scream, " I am my man", And in his clay absence "Loving us". There are times, Depth of my emotion Becomes narrow in mornings, And emptiness widens at nights. There are times, My eyes…