by Masroor Ahmad

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folding into a prayer,
calmly trusting the warmth of each other

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Gasping for a touch,
hands find each other,
sundering in the crumbling skeleton,
penetrating the thin wraps of flesh,
folding into a prayer,
calmly trusting the warmth of each other,
lips loving the bitterness of skin,
hidden under the gnawing bones,
dressing each other in streaks of crying red,
escaping into screeching walls,
eyes spilling with emptiness,
vainly flowing into each other,
trickling tears streaming in unison,

sedated in the damp loneliness of the room,
his besieged heart lay like a trampled skull,
writhing alone with wantless thoughts,
hanging from the threads of his own carnality,
weaving dreams of infidelity and death
with a loveless stranger,
he devours himself in the night.

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© Masroor Ahmad

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Masroor Ahmad is a 19-year-old Pakistani writer. His writings deal mainly with the lack in being human, illusion of memories and emotions, and the nature of reality. His time is spent on thinking, reading and writing in order to understand himself, the people around him and the world better. His Instagram handle is @masroorahmad01.

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