There are moments when all answers
by Yasmin Khan
and explanations fade, when knowledge
is hurting and I yearn for ignorance's
bliss. My heart bemoans the perplexities
of love when tenderness mingles
with indifference, warmth with aloofness.
Half agony, half contentment, hanging
in between ecstasy and woe, I don't let go
my redeeming faith in you holding you
between the pauses of my breaths!