I know you’re confused
but
is it my fault to exist?
the pain is real
my heart bleeds
I have tears
I am not
a ruthless desert
or an unfair sea
I am sent by the sun
who’s light you see
the wind knows me
as do the stars
I am a confidante
of the moon
she loves us too
I am a layla’s layla
or nothing
if that helps
the truth is I am no one
I do not know Asma or Alicia
Rumi or Laila
Majnoon or Zulaikha
Zainab or Fatima
I am utterly unsure
maybe I am a glimpse of love
in human form
if that’s true
then I’ll be happy
if that’s all I am
if love would consider
a worthy reflection
then I’ll be happy