Notice of absence from Qurrathul Ain
I'm taking a break for a while, for no specific reason. Maybe because, I don't get as much inspirations as I used to.
I'm taking a break for a while, for no specific reason. Maybe because, I don't get as much inspirations as I used to.
When I believe,
Myself to be a saint,
I imagine a white plain.
Which is when,
Something brilliantly seeps into view,
Flowing in and staining the sheet,
Burning red.
When I believe,
Myself to be truly happy for someone,
Although I see no force of fire nearby,
The blood red sheet catches fire.
It burns slowly,
Licking up the edges first,
Making its way up towards the center.
Which is when I realize,
I should have stopped,
The flow of red earlier.
Because it is,
The centuries' old sin,
The reason why The Devil,
Was disgraced in the first place,
The Sin of Jealousy.
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Author:
Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
A most interesting story with great images. Nicely written
Thank you. Your read and comment are appreciated.
Tis a man made emotion I suspect .. no other living thing experiences it .. well poemed tho' and truly .. Neville
Yes, it is a human instinct, and I hate that. But it can be overcome with a lot of effort. Thank you for stopping by.
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