By Aarayna Sambyal
i pick up the phone
start scrolling through the contacts,
one by one come on names,
names that i know but then really don’t.
tears streaming down my face
no words left to say
then there it was,
a name i love,
a name i can rely on,
a name i trust,
but stupid, what makes you think he’ll pick up?
but there’s no harm in trying
maybe he’ll be on the other side,
cheering for me like they show in the movies.
maybe he’ll be on the other side,
telling me to stop crying and he’ll bring a little piece of the moon for me.
but stupid, this isn’t your favourite television series.
but i dial the number anyways
and hear the other line say
“sorry, the number you’re calling does not exist.”
By Aarayna Sambyal
Your words captured emotions and thoughts I've felt but couldn't express.
Amazing poem
The way you coherent your words>>>
Perfection
SO GOOD!