Four Poems by Ahmed Saif

The brightest light
glitters from a face
that is dark.
Color is an illusion.

The day before yesterday,
A boy took his own life
And with this boy killing himself
We all became guilty of a murder.
We are responsible for suicide

Your eyes closed.
Your hands entwined nicely
on your chest
your mouth a little bent – it was
maybe as a signature of the pain
you endured.
your delicate skin turning into blue
Insects whirling around you
And buzzing unknown petition.
People whispering And there you were, lying
After death.

when you say something
all people turn into
and moves away from you to the empty chair
Beside you.

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