Fiance

In trembling hands

I realized her mind was wet

No…It is not

It was the emotional streak....

She is looking like moon

And her Frill is like clouds

When the frill is dislocating

I observed shy diamonds on her face

 

I asked her

Can you speak something?

 

She asked only one question

Which came

From the bottom of her heart

And danced on her sweet red lips

 

She asked me that 

I need family….

 

That question is not for me

To a disintegrating society

For families with disabilities

 

As a witness to the flaming fire

I promise you

Your family is mine

I will be there for you and your family

 

Hey moon….

Can you lift your head for me…?