Burning me up,
wishing for me
to vanish into
thin air.
No, that will
not happen.
I’ll write
till my hand
starts to bleed
and then those
bloodied words
fall under your gaze.
You’ll read and know
my love for writing.
You’ll read and know
I take it seriously.
For I was, I am and
will always be
a writer.

 © Ali Qureshi