Poetry

Sleepless Eyes

By Mehreen Fatima Source: Internet Even the eyes are burning to sleep But as they close they tend to weep Nor they open, neither they shut I get dizzy and yawn still awake but The cruel ticking of that nonsense clock Door of my room, air does knock Light of…

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Story of a Stranger

By Fatima Khan A stranger to me you were, but your eyes unraveled a story, Oh how sweet! Without any malice, they indeed captivated me. What would it be like to disclose the story that you can’t for long hide? Seems like you have a lot to say but you…

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The Two States of Love

By Raja Nosherwan Khan   Yes, hidden is the partial tale, from a heart that awakens not, May love enthrall uprooted plants, but, not a man that love forgot. As we all are born – a yesterday – we too are so, while today do tread, And shall carry on…

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Had I Known in Another Life

By Sadaf R. Had I known in another life, I would have loved you the way I love you now. Less or more, I don’t know when it’s enough, I’ll always love you the way I love you now.   And all the lies will subside, What will be left…

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Safe and Sound

By Rida Sarwar I was walking all alone on this lonely path When I saw the light coming my way. An angel flew by me and I saw her smile I don’t know why but her eyes resembled yours.   It wasn’t long before I realized it was you. And…

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Love

By Arooma Zainab Love-the essence of life, The reason of your pride, It’s the light of hope, It’s a strengthening rope.   Everyone here is a lover, Love of sister for a brother, Love of mother for a kid- Summary of all the sacrifices she did.   Love has no…

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She

By Hafsa Sarwar Words, bursting to get out All the emotions building up to a shout she quickly goes to that one place, Where she can’t be discovered for days And gives in to her feelings. She knows she’s not lovable: don’t think her blind When all the time she’s…

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Blindfolded

By Fatima Image source: www.facebook.com  Hard to not see the bitter truth in your eyes, where I can easily see past all your lies. Right now ignorance is what I want to embrace, can’t deny the feeling when you look at me that way. Life is what I have got…

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مسا فرٍ زیست

By Fatima Aneela Image by the Author Source: Internet ڈوب جاے نہ کھیں لب ساحل ھے مسافر زیست کو ٰیھی ڈر بنا رھبر ڈھونڈتا ھے بے نشان منزلیں کیا خبر، کہ ملتا نھیں ساحلوں میں گوھر اے نادان،در بحر سمجھتا نھیں سکون سماویٰ کو یہ درون آب پالتا ھے کوِِِیؑ…

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Silent Prayer

By Fatima Day and night I lift up my hands in seeking Allah’s refuge, for only He can solve my problems no matter how huge. Satanic temptations are all around trying to lead me astray, I am falling under the temporary spell even if I try to turn them all…

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‎Emotions of a Syrian kid

By Hanan Asghar Image source: www.handsyria.com Insurgency, I feel the soul of air with an array of gloom Insurgency, with every drop of blood that trickled on the soil of my origin I was born free but became victim of creed I am no longer allowed to be free days…

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Too Late

By Zunaira Afzal How plainly he said, that he never loved He didn’t see those seas, My eyes had flowed after losing him… And never heard those shrieks, my emotions had made He never saw, that deep seclusion echoing inside me He just said it… I buried his memories and…

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At Last

By Hufsa Sarwar  Image source: www.dipity.com  I guess—no wait—I’m sure that my time has finally come. All the medical reports and constant sickness- leave it: It’s all now bore. I don’t care for beeping monitors and flashing green screens… Just let me hold up my hands and leave the machines….

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Final Hour

By Hufsa Sarwar  Image source: www.crasstalk.com  When will all this weariness end? When will we be set free? When will the world realise That none of this is necessary? The truth of the ages Lost in between I wonder if anyone knows That it’s right in front of them Waiting…

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Serenity

By Zunaira Afzal  Image source: Google images I love unusual things, The smoke of cigarette The ashes of burnt coal The shards of a broken glass The boiling of eyes, Pregnant with dreams The hollowness of sighs Broken hearts, And faded smiles To sit alone, Sipping black coffee The bitter-sweet…

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