I Thought You shone With Light.

Aadil Ghulam Bhat 
(Poet and Author)

 I called you fair; I thought you shone with light.

I trusted every promise in your eyes.

I named you spring before the winter came,

And crowned your silence with imagined skies.

I thought your heart was fashioned out of dawn,

A shrine where every gentler virtue stayed;

But every step I took toward your truth

Unveiled another shadow, deeper laid.

Your borrowed radiance fled before the day;

The mask of beauty could not bear the sun.

The star I praised dissolved into the void,

And all my faith was scattered, one by one.

I called you fair; I thought you shone with light.

Yet all I found was endless, faithless night—

As dark as hell itself could ever be,

As dark as night, devoid of light to me.