I was a lark of silence prior to your entry in my life
I used to entice silence out of the illegible scribbles
to set them free.
Coiling out your footprints from the barren
lands and soothing your feet by little precipitations
of kindness—used to strengthen me.
Caressing you with a speckle of stardust to make you
realize how important your survival is for me, and feeding
your heart with an oasis of desertion, with a hope of slaking
your enlightenment with thirst.
Now I’m enjoying the perks of transient state,
but still restless emotions horrify me.
They blend ice and fire in such a way that both strive
to exchange their raiment.
Both delude the upcoming generations of human beings.
Now, they laugh wickedly when man confuses their union.