Wine Poem by Za7ra Sulaiman

You said, 'Let's do the park 'cause I love the park.'
That may be true, but god forbid it gets dark.
Here come the excuses that fuel the illusions,
But I'd rather feel something than nothing at all.

So, I'll meet you for coffee 'cause if we have wine,
You'll say that you're sorry, I know that's a lie.
If I didn't trust you, it would be fine,
But I crave the connection, the feeling divine.

The park may be lovely, the sun shining bright,
But when the shadows creep in, my heart fills with fright.
I know your excuses are just a facade,
Hiding the truth that you'd rather avoid.

Yet, I'll take what I can get, even if it's just a sip,
Of coffee shared between us, a moment to grip.
Because the alternative, to feel nothing at all,
Is a fate worse than darkness, a prison to enthrall.

So, I'll meet you, my love, and put on a smile,
Hoping this time, the lies won't beguile.
For I'd rather take the risk, feel the pain and the doubt,
Than to live in a world where my heart's locked out.

The park may be lovely, but your heart is my home,
And I'll follow you there, even if we must roam.
Just promise me, my dear, that you'll be true,
And I'll gladly face the darkness, as long as I'm with you.