Another one

This was published in Reading Hour March-April 2012

Unwavered

Sumaiya Inayat

Tonight

The blooming moon

Unwinds the tapestry

Of forgotten days

And makes me want to

Tread softly

On each strand;

The fragrance of misty air

Leaves an aura of reminiscence;

The sound of

Far off music

Which, was once familiar

Transposes

To times long gone by.

Yet I stay steadfast

On a path

I chose for myself.

For by now,

My darling,

I have befriended my solitude

And shall,

Amidst wistful days

Remain faithful to it.