Long cruel days,
nights worse,
spent
staring at at the ways
through which u had 
traversed.
Avail 
not reality!
Vain was the anxiety,
and polluted the pity.
Desires may prevail,
and dreams may flourish,
but reality may remain
waiting to exhale.

by Aurangzeb PARACHA
aurangzebparacha@hotmail.com