Notes from an unfinished love!

To unlove and love you

Took me to hell and back

Weak need not to attempt

No tests for desires to know

All that remains

Is but a distant dream

Like that of a story

That was rubbed off

The only remnants

are pencil marks

At the bottom of that plain paper

That once carried

uncaring written notes

Of an unfinished love

It reads and I write it now

‘love her’ till the gentle rain

Falls in time to her soundless tears

‘love her more’ when winds wreak havoc

And ferocious is the thunder

She is as the note says

A pendulum that swings

Between fear and suffocation

Sometimes fear and abandonment

At times faith and infidelity

‘love her’ when she watches clocks

Chases time

‘love her more’ when she tries

Tries to make the broken pieces fit

Tries to make sense of it all

Amid the notes lives a memory

Of her fighting demons

Slaying those dragons

And yet at times

She like a child

Terrified alone in a big world

‘love her’ for her bravery

‘love her more’ when she’s scared

Like the chronicles of a

Death foretold and of

Endless battles to find herself

The note that hints

of her when she is small

and of times she feels

huge and invincible

‘love her’ when she feels too much

‘love her more’ when she feels not enough

The unfinished love that

Speak volumes of ache

Pain and anguish,

Of her eyes that grow dim

And when she is a bright light

Letting wind weave magic

Through her hair

Inscribed in that note’s heart

Were two, sometimes three

Words

Love her, lover her more

‘love her’ when she’s light

‘love her more’ when in darkness

‘love her’ when she loves you

‘love her more’ when she hurts

‘love her’ when its easy

‘love her more’ when its not

The pencil with its broken nib

Wrote for me to understand

Understand her, it spelled

She offered you her fragile heart

She didn’t need you

She had chosen you

The note now breaths its last

Asks me to love

‘love her’ when she doesn’t love

‘love her’ for she is her

‘love her more’ for you know

How to love harder

Undying wish of the

Love that died

Keep the notes

Of the unfinished love.

Mir Atif

November of 2016