Your reflection stains my pupils,
No longer is your face a reflection in my eyes

Remembering stinging memories
Instead of your magic lullabies.

I’m walking away from your drama
You used to be my only destination

Making your sky belong to only me
But the nines now live on in obliteration.

My heart beat to the rhythm of your love,
Silent worlds away and you’re not even mine.

Now it unplays broken sitar strings,
Even the strummer is deaf and blind.

Exasperated from borrowed languages,
Words cutting into my soul,

once, they were the only thing I could hold.