I am falling in Love: Poem

 

Like the morning of fresh dew

The ones that ripple down the oak

He smelled just like that

A memory that linger softly in

Memory lane

The world that once felt 

Like trembling down

Under his shade felt like

Warmth silk worn

May that’s what they called

A safe Haven

Distance became my 

Lingering passion

To extent where 

I wear your memory

Like jewelled accents

The world never understood

My unspoken words 

Or quite throbbing

Asking where you are

And in hush of twilight

I find your shadow

Joyfully dancing to tune

And in warm soft breeze

That whispers about you

As days stretch into months

I carry you

Not in my sight but in my breath

Where every leaf

Every sights reminds me

Of you

There’s someone I am

 Slowly falling In love

To tender to be spoken

Too endless to be forgotten

Zahra Huma

March 9 2026