Zero is enduring
zero is deathless.
Nothing is up to it
none can mirror it
though forever
it's an open case.
The eyes are yet to
see an open face!

Because like it's
nothing is in perfect shape
purely a perfect circle!
Nothing matches it
as like Fathima is none else!

Ever more sprawling pi decimals
never go unnoticed propelling
to the end surge before her.
Before the original one
Fathima is yet to be mirrored.

All the planets turn circular
before the unseen perfect circle.
Fathima nails it snapped it up
circled it with her hair!
Before the furthest sighted eyes,
the dot at the earth's centre
at its pool of primitive water.

Fathima embeds in a loop of her hair
thus supercharges the water!
It finds the cut, the golden ratio,
constant continuity in her hair's inner flow.
And the Big Bang happened
there, their breakthrough!
The potential worlds to be
from the first drop of water
she gets them all buzzed out.
From down the rock bottom,
from the zero null
Fathima finds and raises the sun!

Nothing is comparable to it on the ground
nor up on the high, we only see the fire
of a heavenly phenomenon is beyond the sight!

The things you love
You’re taught to hate
The person you adore
They say “not him, not her”
The poison you down
They all cheer
Societal constraints
Inner fear

My entire life,
I have been waiting.
For years,
Almost two decades now
I have been waiting.
Waiting,
For the better parts.
Waiting,
For the “soon”.
Waiting,
For my life to begin.
Because,
I don’t feel like I have lived.
In the nearly twenty years
I have been alive
And breathing
I do not feel
In any of those years
That I have been alive.
I don’t feel like a single breath
That I have taken
Has been real.
I feel as if
All these years
I’ve been stuck
Behind a window
Watching as my life unfolds
Before me.
I feel that
I have had
Zero control.
That I am in the backseat
Letting someone else drive.
That someone else,
Is writing on the pages
Of MY life.
But no more.
I will break that window,
I will take that wheel,
And I will write
My own pages.
My life has begun,
And now -
I’m in control.

if only you knew my love.
For as a shooting star shines
I pray one day you will be called mine.
Its as if you make the sun glisten in your name
yet you play me like a game.
I know you cannot see your world in my eyes
neither can you hear the sadness in my sighs.
If only I could understand and control my teenage heart
but you play such a good part
in this play called life
I know you lie when you say I will one day be your wife.
If only you knew all the things I never told you.
If only you knew.

Day by day it gets more clear,
You‘re about to disappear,
With every breath,
With every morning,
There’s no more longing,
No bitter-sweet tear,
You‘re more far away,
It gets more clear,
What I have in my heart left,
The deep memories I’ve kept,
The laughter we’ve shared,
The giggles,
The joy,
The sparks and shines we‘ve had,
Surrounded us,
Like the milky way in its galaxy,
Besides that,
The dark grey shimmer you’ve left,
I let go,
I let go of that,
So day by day it gets more clear,
The shimmer left,
The sparks kept,
You‘re about to disappear.

Roses want blood,
delicacy, and
grace.

Flowers want life,
Love, and
care.

Doomed are those
who treat their roses
as if flowers
bleeding
until drought

Long live those
who treat their flowers
as if roses
giving
until downpour