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The Epic is one of the earliest types of poetry, which consists of a long narrative and includes many heroic actions.

By S. K
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November 25, 2016

Epic of Gilgamesh

The Epic is one of the earliest types of poetry, which consists of a long narrative and includes many heroic actions. The oldest epic poem is the Epic of Gilgamesh from ancient Mesopotamia (written c. 2150-1400 BCE). It pre-dates Homer’s writing by 1500 years and, therefore, stands as the oldest piece of epic western literature. In it, we have the story of a king, Gilgamesh, who was half-god, half-man.

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Billet doux

By Suhd Nazeer

Imagine a firecracker

bursting vividly wide

Eclipsing rays of the night,

That’s your smile.

Imagine a fruit

mellow and pining away

in a far off orchard old,

That’s me without you.

In your loving memory

By Vaheid Khizarr

In the joyous meadows of life

When he was terrified

By the cruelties of the so called

love and trust...

You came from nowhere

And held his soul tight

The bitterness in his every breath

Dissolved into

A rich laughter of solace

The warmth of your presence around him

Evaporated

The painful tears of his agony

The power of your soothing words

Consoled every sorrow of his past

Then one day

in the same joyous meadows of life

when he was putrefied

by the sincerity of your pure love

you left and dragged

that poor soul

back in the same dark moonless night

Which perhaps has…

No dawn to come

But

Countless moments

Of your loving memory!

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Our days of glory are over

Our castles and palaces have tumbled over

Leaving only ruins

All have fled

As war has begun

The dark days have come

Leaving terror

But all shall keep hope

As the bright days surrender

To music and laughter

Colour and happiness

For all to remember

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The colours of rainbow

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The earth trembles beneath

her feet

The beauty of his eyes

disappear instantly

And her life crumbles

in a fraction of a second.

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In the search of heaven

And the greed of hoors

I climbed to seven.

Angles threw me back

And tell, O boor!

Thy heart itself a heaven

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By Fareeha Manzoor

I don’t ask you

To walk the distances with me

To climb the heights with me

To follow my thoughts blindly

I only ask you

To share my madness with me

My life is a melody

And I want to flow like waves

Rising and falling

On the symphony of my beating heart

I want to step lightly

Delicately

And caper and spring

My life is a melody

And I want you to waltz with me

My mind is thirsty and soul parched

So, let them soak and soak them all

The dazzling beams of heavenly light

My ears crave sweetness

Oh, let them drink and deeply on

The sweet tunes and jingling noise

I was so caught up

In this world

Now, let me lose myself

In the strange music of this universe

And move my feet on it.

My heart is so young

It throbs with the song of the world

And I only ask you

To lose yourself

come and show your madness

savour this ecstasy

And be my madness with me

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