promises of home
by Aqeela Naqvi
the heaviness of a warm summer night.
eyes, heavy with tears. mouths, heavy with farewells. lead-laced movements of feet heavy, the inability to turn away.
a heart searching for years and years to finally come upon home! a long awaited exhale cut short, an exultation silenced, finding it cannot stay.
the final remnants of the warmth of a mother’s embrace;
the hungry memorization of a view forever.
many promises have I left inside your hands.
for now, our paths must part,
but God-willing, we shall meet again one day.)