i found lyrical poetry
to alleviate grief and misery
and that in rhyme
i archive time

you make me write about you
about what i'd like to do
im just tracing the chronological tale
it writes itself like wind blowing on a sail

they say my head's not right
and yet you still want to be by my side
and sometimes i wonder what you see
in the hulk of imperfection which is me

in your eyes, i see your insecurities
unable to commit fully to me
and i know how you feel
you arent just my giving in to the seventh sin

you are my paper airplane of hope and delight
and i shall be the wind that keeps it in flight
and in my sacrifices do i not prove
my sincerity? apologies do nothing but soothe
my wounds as you frequently challenge my integrity
and i shall weep in masculine secrecy

jannah, the name summons a smile out of me
and those dreams come in twos and threes
where i fear of losing you
that you would not love me too
can the saviour be for real?
will i ever ever heal?
and now i look to your touch
my new obsession, in its absence i miss so much

i wanna look into your eyes
as i hold you at my side
but i am in every way impaired
that miracle hasnt come yet

i would say i love you
and long for that desired response too
but i dont know what love is yet
maybe ive always been searching for that
how do you know if its love?
and not just yourself forced to think that it is?

but whats most evident and shall not wane
is that this torrent of emotions runs through my veins
and everywhere i turn, the name "jannah" greets me
and it rides the waves of my heart beat
sailing in the wind of my breath
i am glad the two of us met...