And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient. [Surah Baqarah: Ayah 155]
maghrib [evening]
I ｐｕｌｌｅｄ at the ℓєαтнєя straps,
of my worn bag,
and pressed the cool surface
against my gиαωιиg stomach.
My hands fumbled through
the condensed interior,
searching for everything,
yet nothing
at the
same time.
Unwillingly, I picked out
the ｓｐｉｒａｌ－ｂｏｕｎｄ pages
of my ĤĔĂVŶ notebook.
And I almost began to
laυgн at
the small things,
that had been seen,
as such mammoths that roamed,
once upon a time.
Soon, I came to acknowledge that
writing the mumbled
and scrabbled
voices, had been sσσthíng;
a safe haven in disguise.
And your safe haven
was in the tough strands
of your blackened hair;
though I wasn't numbed
by your ǝןqɐɹǝɯnuuı fears,
as I had been.
Towards the end,
of the ｆａｄｉｎｇ syllables
lay the discreet page of the
printed ink of
our blood,
which was stamped onto
the dark paper, the color of the sky.
And then I
ṡυḋḋεṉlÿ wondered why your
blood tasted golden;
нυє∂ like the
ς๏l๏гร of the rainbow
I could not touch.
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