Poetry Blogs (2017, loneliness)
I stretch some more
sprawling over my bed
caressing the cold sheets beside me
A weight sits on my chest.
The pang of my solitude,
visiting me in the silent hours of the morning
I bring your blanket closer to my chest,
Sucking in your smell,
Breathing the pores of you.
It’s started to fade now.
The staleness and the dust has set in.
Sunday 12th November 2017 10:42 pm
Great shadows slide next to the boy,
Spine arching towards the sky,
Rain clouds short to challenge the moon.
The world turns against feet,
Sitting still beneath the blossoms of open sky,
Clouds shake from the winds.
Rubber discharged from the rock in shapes of old men,
He catches flecks swaying through thinnest air,
Shades of grey once collapsed behind the sun.
Slivers in rocks buil...
Thursday 7th September 2017 5:12 am
Daisies in a meadow's bend,
Water dripping from the pale rocks,
And the moonlight shining deeply beneath the hallowed earth.
Do you witness the sky’s transient beauty?
Do you see the world’s unholy inconsistency?
Or do you perhaps wander ever blinder into the abyss of rock and dirt.
Forgo the witnessed lands behind the gravel topped mountains,
The light ricocheting off the wind,
Friday 1st September 2017 7:13 am
By : Mirza Sharafat
mujhe kya , har cheez me tera ghar lagta hai
wo sama , teri ghali ka wo manzar lagta hai
pawu zameen pa rakh ke samandar lagta hai
teri muhabbat ka asar is qadar lagta hai
Sulagti huwi aagh pa mujhe chalney do rafiq
Har qadam pa maloom uska reh guzar lagta hai
terey ansuvu ki jo na kar sakey qadar
phir dil uska muj...
Tuesday 29th August 2017 5:18 am
It swings under branches of devious fallacy,
To see shade streaming in through the darkened sun,
Red tips faltering beneath an ever-greener sky.
I wander and pick the flower,
The thorns bleed my blood,
Specs of iron ricocheting a color I had yet before seen.
Green and yellow hardened through great tragedy,
The moon does not shine this faltered night,
Instead wandering the blissless ski...
Wednesday 23rd August 2017 8:15 am
It was surprising that after work, on Thursday,
she wanted to meet and share her bed with a man, again.
Maybe men, even, she thought, suddenly indecisive and guilty,
but for society, men, peers, their judgment, their pursed lips and nods of disapproval.
Now that she was almost home, her fireplace and Scotch seemed dearer, as usual;
the icy blanket of her acceptance of undesired celi...
Friday 21st July 2017 9:10 pm
I'm desperately broken
Clinging on to what's left of emotion
It just won't go away
Still standing next to me like my shadow in the day
And cold like the bed I can't fill alone
Where is this going
Not found, and I can't keep going
Still my mind as the fears wash over me
Locked in to an empty room
Going insane in the flood of nothingness
Fear me, I am but empt...
Friday 19th May 2017 11:48 pm
Is the pain of loneliness worse than the pain of regret
Than giving away another part of your shrinking soul
I only have so much to give
I do not know how to stop
I am not eternal
I am not limitless
I am finite
There is a certain amount of me
And some parts never grow back
Some parts, once given, cannot ever be recovered
I cannot be returned to who I once was
Thursday 27th April 2017 12:55 am