Poetry Blogs (2017, alone)
Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart...it betrayed me one to many times.... I love to deeply. And care too excessively... Then I hurt! And the hurt is like so many hurts I have endured...yet so unlike any... Each time its new...somewhat unique in its anguish...lingering... Stalking me during the day...and as night falls so does my reserve... Proclaimed by the world as a 'strong woman' if only th...
Thursday 19th October 2017 1:46 am
by : Mirza Sharafat Hussain
Tere janey ke baad hawayein beyqaraar
Khushk aabshar , fizayein sogwaar
To suno meri udaas aankhon ka raaz
Kisi ki yadun me meri aahein girftaar
Ye itna parayapan achanak na guzrey
Tere paas aate hi bahein sharamsaar
Rotey kuch mei ne bhi mangha hai rab se
Pyase labu se meri duayein ashkbaar
Tuesday 29th August 2017 5:20 am
i am alone, and as i drown they mock my pain
they drop stones in my satchel
they slash my open wounds to watch me bleed
they throw knives at my face hoping i'll break
and yet i dont
i smile and i move through life and sometimes i cry but yet i dont
i sit home (alone) and scream but my voice echoes
my voice seeps through the cracks in the window and through the empty halls
and once again ...
Friday 19th May 2017 7:55 pm
Solace in loneliness achieved only post-turmoil.
Mind-spin thought-paths create anxiety, confusion.
Smash-render peace elusive illusion.
Prevent slow succour-drift.
Heart-ache loneliness from gut-yearn apprehension resists calm.
Peace in tranquility hideous-mind forbidden.
Persistent thought-loops cover unpalatable memories, memes, paradi...
Saturday 11th March 2017 1:33 am
In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib
In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit
In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created
In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with
In the beginning we were enough
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:37 pm