Once I was the sun. The sun that burnt so bright it lit up everyone’s sky. The sun ran out of fuel. The sun that died under its own weight. The sun that sucks on the light of others now. The sun is now a black hole, itself.
BISMA IJAZOnce I was the sun. The sun that burnt so bright it lit up everyone’s sky. The sun ran out of fuel. The sun that died under its own weight. The sun that sucks on the light of others now. The sun is now a black hole, itself.
BISMA IJAZI have always wished someone to look right through all my struggles without me having to utter a word.
BISMA IJAZWe are all just infinities, bounded by our bodies, trying to find forever in a numbered days.
BISMA IJAZLeave me alone in the rain. Let me feel the pain.
BISMA IJAZA few days might mean nothing, but when you are going through hell, they feel like an eternity.
BISMA IJAZThe brighter the light, The darker the shadows. The more the lights, The more the number of shadows.
BISMA IJAZAfter you, no one has really stayed. Maybe it’s because I look for you in everyone else.
BISMA IJAZHow many tears and how much pain. Before I stand up tall and rise again?
BISMA IJAZOn quiet nights, I find the raging oceans within me, dancing with the moonlight.
BISMA IJAZI am an arrow – Put me in your bow and let fly. Let this story go by in the blink of an eye.
BISMA IJAZIs it too late to bring those forevers back to life?
BISMA IJAZThe lantern of my dreams, the more it burns, the brighter it seems.
BISMA IJAZINAUDIBLE. How am I supposed to clean up this mess? Put the pieces back together and make sure it feels alright in my chest. Then wear a smile and walk ahead.
BISMA IJAZIt sucks to lose everything your heart beats for.
BISMA IJAZWhen you are on your way to find yourself, Remember that getting lost is a part of the process.
BISMA IJAZSo darling, pick up those pieces and make something beautiful out of them because you can. You might have to bake them hot to rejoin them but trust me, it’s worth it.
BISMA IJAZ