detour

detour

A Poem by Khatoon Hazara

the great thing about detours-
the sidewalks-
the branches,

it makes you a denser person-
the stray marks on our souls'-
the faint smudges of time,

love can both enter and exit-
the delicate string of flowers-
pinned on a leash,

beckoning to our every whim-
calling out orders-
yes, i too have been stunned by its' grip,

its' calling-
its' ways-
dancing on my demise,

the ashes-
the tender soot covering my face-
its' trophy


© 2017 Khatoon Hazara



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Added on August 27, 2017
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Khatoon Hazara
Khatoon Hazara

NYC, NY



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