Sorry for keeping you waiting


By Hafsah Zamir-Khan

There’s something cathartic about a storm,
As if the heavens had imbued
All the torment and misery of this world
Into dark, nebulous clouds
And reached a rumbling rage
Pain that could no longer be contained –
Like tears, it only takes an unchecked trickle
For the torrent to cascade
Cold, wet ice stones strike
Parched and inflamed souls,
Cooling, soothing, refreshing
The sky roars and weeps
Until all is purged again




Hafsah Zamir-Khan is a lover of words, letters and crochet. Follow her ramblings through poetry and yarn on Instagram @perchesinthesoul and read more of her work on www.esotericsips.com