Come Embarce Solitude!
Sharjah Art Museum
I long for peaceful solitude
and desire slow time;
with heavy breaths
that fill the air
and push seconds
down, deeper into me.
Time lays by my side.
My body is lost,
drowning in the calm
of a silence in hiding
in the stillness
of my room.
Warm on the surface,
but cold air creeps
into my bones.
Patient and unfeeling,
I crack;
seconds escape,
and time moves on.
Restless, I now lay
craving a moment of silence,
and for time to move slow.
Love, Alyazya
The Reluctant Poet 