Each has been sent as a message of success, clearing you out for some new delight...
Poems forever
By Emily Dickinson
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race,
Wrecked, solitary, here -
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -
By Saba Sheikh
You come as you want;
You leave as you please,
All I'm left with is;
the deep-rooted ache,
Wrenching away
the resilience;
Of my heart,
Vessel by vessel
Yet, see how skilfully;
I conceal my blistering skin aflame,
Hiding the charred flesh underneath,
Burning evermore in your presence,
I sewed my shredded flesh together,
To keep me from falling to pieces,
While I laugh with you
I seal the sheaths of my raw wound,
Bleeding freshly every time you come,
Still, I bandage it every time you leave,
I weave my suffering into words,
A pain almost as deeply profound;
As your utter oblivion of my emotion.
By Abeer Sarwar
Countless tears, breathless nights
Days when your inner voice fights
Your very existence becomes heavy
And the appearance gets shabby
Life has ripped you open
Worries have left you broken
But o’ survivor now is the time
Set straight your life’s rhyme
Do not ever give up
Focus on filling your cup
You still have years to see
Joys and dreams to spree
Hold on tightly to hope
For hope is your best rope
Tie your knots tight
Set your vision right
The limit is beyond the sky
Higher and higher, it’s time to fly
Fear not, despair not
Let your sorrow and mistakes rot
Each day is a call to start fresh
keep going and building your dream mesh.
By Syeda Areesh Zahrah Rizwan Tirmizi
Depression, anxiety, sorrow and stress
Anger, jealousy, pain and regrets
Misery, malice and grief-stricken-ness
All of us 've faced these pointless threats
Destroying our harmony into tiny blebs
I ask myself, "what are these trends?"
A certain combo o' negative blends?
Or something beautiful inside dwells?
For sure my friend they've genuine strikes
But good are those who positively deals these uninvited clients
They are not a malice but guides from the aside
Each has been sent as a message of success, clearing you out for some new delight
So be content and honourably invite
Take a deep breath, sustain and don't dull your smile
As for the positive souls they are motivation and dignity divine
Because being positive is the side-effect of handling the negative strife.