Author: Yara Yaghi

My lighthouse shone bright, It guided my path. It was a focal point, Never knew wrath. Resilient it stayed, As the waves ran high, But one wave dared— With my lighthouse to try, And demolish everything, In the blink of an eye. I lost my lighthouse, The guide and the path, The safety it brought,…

Roses in the morning, Their thorns crept through. Heavenly at the beginning, The wounds they inflicted were few. Felt like something unearthly, So sweet and comforting. Unaware of the thorns, Or the venom they were injecting. It coursed through my veins, A fire I couldn’t see. Slowly it numbed the pain, And hollowed out what…

Apricity is the perfect word,  Among all, it’s the best one I’ve heard.  The other words won’t do you justice,  For you, you ought to be the most I cared for.  It is the warmth of sun in winter,  And what a warm feeling you brought.  All of a sudden, a tempest—a killer—  Came and…