they say is the unity

with the people

and the growing  things.

And our body

is the house

of our soul.

So, let’s fill the distance

of our souls

with our bodies.


Your lips

Your lips

A red rose

Soft with dew

As the petals tremble

I am vulnerable


I long to feel

The flames

Of their touch

Even if offered

With thorns

Of rejection


In those flames

I wish to hide myself

Eventually burn



And disappear


Into the world

Of mystical


~Rashid Abbasi