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By S. K
Fri, 06, 19

Rituals which cannot fulfil my hollowness anymore, Hollowness that somehow is captivity....

Life of your journey

By Naureen Akhtar

Do not haunt me anymore….

Take me out of routines and rituals,

Rituals which cannot fulfil my hollowness anymore,

Hollowness that somehow is captivity,

Captivity that silently annihilates my individuality,

Individuality that is at the edge of suffocation,

Suffocation that has few breaths any more,

Breaths that are waiting for freedom,

Freedom that takes you in the world of your heart,

Heart that dwells in the realm of excitement,

Excitement where there is life,

Life that has the vision towards horizon,

Horizon of travelling

Travelling to achieve

Achieve to feel

Feel to live

Live your own life….

Life of your journey!!!


To Death

By Tahreem Asghar

To a river that doesn’t flow

To a heart that will woe no more

You have come to my dearest foes

Then why don’t you someday visit my abode

To a nascent who won’t wake in sleep

To a bird whose blood filled a stream

Nothing ever stands amid our ways

Then why don’t you someday come my way

Beyond the place where the sun sets

In a desert someone was laid to rest

You came to those who convulsed in their throes

Then why don’t you someday visit my abode

The lost soul

By Ifrah Khan

A ripped ardour and cracked heart

Incredulity’s what all there was

Emptiness showed in befuddled eyes

That void but had obnoxious sights

Not a tear in eyes, nor empathy embossed

As he sat in dissonant chaos

But who could hear the thrashing clamour

Of mournful blues in mind stinging like dagger

And timid body a little tremulous

Face dirt smudged and blood trickles

O mother where are you, to whom I’m

endeared

Shout, he wanted but evasiveness persevered

The joyous laughter, the jubilant chortle

Were so long lost in hideous battle

The child from under rubble was found

With his soul lost in mysterious grounds

Compiled by SK

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