People call you the horizon,
But I have some confusion,
Are you a paradox or an illusion,
As it's impossible to touch you in person.
Sunlight illuminates my face,
And I move towards that Mirage,
Trying to take you in my embrace,
But you move again at a distance.
I can sense your smiling gaze,
Leaving me, full of ablaze,
Trees around the sea, gently oscillate,
Trying to guide me, towards my aim.
Now, I want to meet myself on the horizon,
The air around you, is free of poison,
Let's sing the victory song, in unison,
Holding hands, with lots of love and grand invitation.
©Dr. Suboohi Jafar "Aatika"
BIO:
Dr. Suboohi Jafar “Aatika”
She is an oncologist, young and dynamic poet and writer, born and brought up in Varanasi. She writes in English, Hindi and Urdu languages, which have been published in several national and international anthologies. She has won many awards and recognitions in her academic as well as poetic journey.
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