I Had my wounds to play
Had some to paste on to clay
Every night a page of seconds
Took me to places we clarify
She spoke I watched her smile
Running behind walls of society
A sad end of a trip out reality
Stars were waiting sun too sure
Her to come over my fatality
As heart beats in chest of sea
My memories had made it dry
My closed eyes glanced at her
My silence asked her to stay
she dressed up in red my way
As I woke up in bed that day
“That day” Written by“Aleem Nasir”