A wall so white that my heart has turned blind...
This was written in "anger", despair, 'spite', and maybe a 'tad' bit of jealousy of someone whom my female friends refer to as "triple F" - Fat, f*cking fatso - for being too close to my 'puppy love affair', 'F'. I will forever curse those clumsy, fat fingers of his! BYLINE: QADEEM ZIEMAN My heart rose too high—so high I had to take the stairs down a floor just to steady myself. I filled too many pillows and mattresses with whispered fantasies Until even stepping outside felt impossible. And yet my eyes had already captured your side profile Who once brought it all to me; The fantasies, the thoughts, the lingering laughter… and now, the unbothered tears. I suppose the white you wore meant a new beginning, And now the grey I wear feels like grief for something I never had. My heart is in tears— a slow one, Mimicking the taunting shower from the highest of skies, pulling me back into reality... Yet my right palm is in partial joy for i...
