Mohammed MUBEEN

I would love to bury

myself in the grave of your thoughts.

Hoping to be together in this journey of

pleasure pain of love.

I knocked on the door. Again, I knocked. Then I checked if the door is really locked, is she there. thankfully, the door wasn’t locked. On the third knock, I heard the footsteps coming near the door, the closer it gets, the more my heart beat was increasing. I was swallowing my nervousness. Trying to stand properly, doing all these things within few seconds.