Shuja Tasleem

Black was a memory of time... Of time spent longing to hold your hand, Until the fear of watching it slip away hovered over! Black was a memory of time... Of moments that were livelier than life, I never lived before, Until I realized this is all I can have of and with you: a moment! Black was a memory of time... Of eyes that were just the kaleidoscope of hopes and dreams, Until you taught me they had a language of their own! Black was a memory of time... Of being with you, I don't know for how long, Until I will watch it fade away into grays and die out into whites! Black was a memory of time... Of remembering, I had you and keep having you, Until the moment, that feels like life will end in the hope to find another! Black was a memory of time... Of places and silences that I shared with you, Until it was too late to not find you everywhere around! Black was a memory of time... Of your touch leaving ink stains on my skin, Until I found myself holding on to you in my words! Black w...