Poems forever
By Oscar Wilde
The sea is flecked with bars of grey,
The dull dead wind is out of tune,
And like a withered leaf the moon
Is blown across the stormy bay.
Etched clear upon the pallid sand
Lies the black boat: a sailor boy
Clambers aboard in careless joy
With laughing face and gleaming hand.
And overhead the curlews cry,
Where through the dusky upland grass
The young brown-throated reapers pass,
Like silhouettes against the sky.
By Rumaissa Chouhan
Can you not see?
There are questions without answers
And there are dreams without fulfilment
Some things are meant to remain incomplete
Some hearts are destined to be broken
And some souls are meant to feel empty
Beloved eyes can look away
Worlds, fates, once intertwined
Can slowly drift apart
And love can disappear
You cannot fight with what has been written
Life stops for none
This world is a wrecked place, my dear
We are never meant to be forever here
People and things lose their charm
Once they are available and near
The words cut but I say no lie
For I finally saw when I closed my eyes
By Mah Noor
The dimming lights
And fairytales
Dancing dreams
And singing whales
My heart is pounding
As I open the mail
The jar of life was waiting for me
To fill it up and come out of jail
But the gloomy days hold me so tight
I fell in a pit and nothing is in sight
The wait was over as I realized
I am the light
As I have to leave
The gloomy days that I held onto so tight
Now I will decide
How I’ll fill
The jar of my life
As I rewrite
My own fairytale
And now the lights will glow
Shiny and bright
By Tahreem Asghar
My words have forsaken me
And my mind is numbed
By the constant rumbling of thoughts
I yearn to jot some words down
To ease the agony of my existence
But what comes out is a scream muffled in sobs
Who am I?
I ask the people around me
I’ve lost the sense of being, of me, my identity
Who am I?
I repeat
I am no longer defined by what I used to be
I am no longer who I used to be
My words have now forsaken me
I scream but inside the pits of my own insane mind