A BANQUET WITH MY DEMONS

I saw fear huddled in the back with a hand pressed against his chin, altering the shape of his pale cheek. He looked beautiful tonight in a bow tie and formals, staring listlessly at the dancing duo, depression and insomnia going at it as though it was just the two of them in the gloomy looking hall with a high, ancient ceiling. Depression had a smile so wide that the corners of his lips were uncannily stretched whereas insomnia had her eyes shut while being swayed in exquisite motions that didn’t seem to bother her. Self-doubt was busy eating as usual; tonight the special main course served was his absolute favorite, confidence with a tinge of self-esteem. Anxiety played the morose violin that nearly put a sleeping spell over the guests. Fear had already dozed off. I slid in a chair next to him, watching, wondering, and thinking when a waiter drew beside me and offered happiness for desert. I took a bite, it tasted like my ex and cherry wine; I smiled. My friend sadness just joined the party! We sat atop the chandelier because it was my banquet and anything is possible here. She sang her mother’s lullaby while I wrote it down and together, we created poetry all night long as the demons of my mind busied themselves with celebration and laughter; fading a little as words set me free.

-Nameera.

 

7 thoughts on “A BANQUET WITH MY DEMONS

  1. Hello sister Nameera How are you?
    I felt like taking your “khairiat” and yeah.
    Just like a brother remind you of the Akhira and The Straight path.
    I dunno why but deep down its like a epiphany of some sort.
    So, always remember this phrase
    “Tum Woh karo jo Allah chahte h phir woh hoga jo tum chahoge”.
    You can read some of my posts.
    May Allah grant us Hidayat ameen.
    Hamein kehne sunne se zyda amal ki taufeeq de.

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