Yet another poem.
Some of us will never belong anywhere
but maybe that’s because our hearts beat for everyone
even those we’ve never met and even
those who cannot see us even on bright sunny days. Or
maybe that’s because our eyes always look up to the sky
in search of a wild goose of a card
to drop us new meanings or
take us up and away at last.
But most of all
maybe it’s because we believe in the power of sunsets to
dissolve ‘mild’ apprehensions, that we keep shuffling along
to the real heat of a hell that lives inside us, until we become too hot
for anyone to take.
-Iffah Suraya
