A glass of red wine,
Tipped into her mouth,
Like beautiful red rubies,
It sloshed away.


A stream of red blood,
Penetrated from those fair palms,
As the bandage was removed,
It bled till he held her hand.


A rose being plucked,
Petal by petal, red after red,
He loves her,
He loves her not.


All these shades combined,
Strangling her to death,
Or till the realms of ecstasy,
She didn't know.


- Aiza Tariq

16 comments:

  1. Gorgeous photo Aiza! You're an Artist... or kiya kahon aapki tareef main...??? :)

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    1. You overestimate me. JazakAllah :)

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  2. This is so good. My best friend's really talented. :'D

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    1. She can never be as talented as mine though (:

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    2. Your bestfriend loves you alot. :')

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    3. I know, you should be jealous ;)

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    4. Mine loves me even more.

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    5. That is true. Unfortunately (;

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  3. I've read this over and over again. I read it in my inbox multiple times, and I've read it here multiple times, and each time I find new meaning in it.
    Your words bear a lot of weight my friend.

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    1. You just made me cry. Thank you, Thank you.

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  4. Really beautiful words, the way you conbined them is really beautiful, it formed a sad but at the same time beautiful image on my mind. I do like it, I really like it.

    xoxo

    Her Place at The Universe

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