Broken Window

Unconnected dreams
Colours of the rainbow
In shards scattered
Upon the glass of the window broken in the balcony
I collect them in dreams—
The colours, the shards
But Alas!
You occupy the blood—
Running in pursuit of you
To recollect you in the shards
To see you in the rainbow
Each colour makes your picture
You’re drawn in my imagination
In scarlet ink, amber, azure and many more.

______Muhammad Shahab.