Deserted

 There is this segment 

Of my heart 

Which has turned quiet

It is soundless 

Akin to the silence of death

It is as barren as a 

Wind effected dusty desert

It is as abandoned as a

Lonely child left in the 

Seclusion of Saffa 

When his mother leaves him

In search of signs of water 

And yet still

It is looking for signs 

Of your return

It is longing for

Our reunion.