Crushed Poem by Rustiq Joy

Thought I was dead.
Thought heartbreak buried those feelings
Of mine.
Never to feel them again;
Never to feel butterflies flutter;
Never to feel my heart leap
Every time you enter the room.
Never to withstand a brief scan
From your eyes and not have
My complexion activated
To turn all colours imaginable.

Are you such a God like creation
That you could command such a resurrection?
Wells of hope swells in me,
And the excruciating pain of stepping away from you
As tangible as the sun.