by Munia Khan

There is nothing left
between the sky and rivers
Only the numbness of wind
that mildly describes my senses

I touch, I hear, and I behold
I feel—a pins-and-needles feeling
As I wait for my daughter’s smile
to bring me back to life…
A flesh from my flesh
A sacred soul from my departed womb
She is…

I need no sunshine to relish
No weary sound of thunder my ears need to bear
The seven colours of rainbow might reduce to four
Perhaps the frozen tree leaves won’t meet the spring next time

I don’t mind as I wait for my daughter’s smile
who never fails to lift my spirits.
She smiles and says, “All will be fine, Mommy!”

That’s why I always wait for her smile
She smiles every day for me
Yet I love to wait all day

Even right now I am still waiting for her smiling face
To bring me back to life

IMAGE: Décor de la salle à manger by Charles Rennie Mackintosh (1901).

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: My 14-year-old daughter Zaima is the one and only treasure in my life. She never gives up cheering me up in my hard times.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Munia Khan was born on a spring night in 1981. She enjoys her journey in the literary world. Most of her works are poems of different genres, short stories, and articles. She is the author of five poetry collections and one nonfiction inspirational book, Beyond The Vernal Mind (September 2012, USA), To Evince The Blue (Published 29 October, 2014, USA), Versified (October 2016, Tel Aviv, Israel) and Fireclay ( Published March 3, 2020, USA) and Attainable (June 2020, USA), The Half Circle (July 2020, USA). Her poetry is the reflection of her life experience. Her works have been translated into many languages, including Japanese, Romanian, Urdu, Italian, Dutch, Croatian, Spanish, Portuguese, Russian, Albanian, Finnish, Greek, German, French, Indonesian, Hindi, Turkish, Arabic, Bengali, and Irish. Her poetry has been published in various anthologies, literary journals, magazines and, newspapers. Her words have been inscribed on a series of commemorative plaques in Ireland, including on the grounds of Holy Trinity Church at Holy Trinity Heritage Centre at Carlingford, Ireland, as a tribute to those lost in the 1916 collision of the SS Connemara and the SS Retriever. Her quote has also been inscribed on a memorial plaque, in tribute to the Hannah shipwreck victims in 1849, beside Newry Canal, one hundred metres from the town centre in Newry, Ireland. Visit her at muniakhan.com