i promised myself i will not write about you by Bushra Iqbal

One Poem Only · Aug 12, 2025 · 2m

i promised myself i will not write about you Bushra Iqbal but here i ambreaking it in twolike the flesh of a fruitgone terribly badthe sand breaks softlywith every step i takei like the progressuntil they're swept awaythe waves pull me inthe same way you lovedso ferociously gentlewith their wantno teeth no clawsall warmth all salti like it herethe place from whereno one can tellthe sky from the seawhere everything and nothingcoexist togetherwhere i'm neither alive nor deadneither sinking nor floatingneither breathing nor deadneither in love nor outi said i like it herewhere it's neither in…