Three serpents on the wall,
Writhing inside a circle,
Inching to haunt my mind,
When I ache for a miracle.
One toll, two tolls, and then,
heartbeat fulfills the hours,
For the river flows within,
Waiting for a time of ours.
Solitary, I freeze in time,
The day snails do not end,
Patience melting like candles,
Burning for a soul to tend.
Hands chafing for a spark,
To warm the eager heart,
But the ticker on the wall,
Is what keeps us apart.
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Poetic Rants By Akram Sadiq
Poetry**Winner of (Poetry Prize Awards) for (Best Poet) & (Best Poetry book) categories... **Winner of (Le Book Award) for (best Free Verse Poetry Read) **First place winner of The Elimination monthly Awards (June 2017) # My name is Akram Sadiq. I'm a Jui...
