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 Dec 2021 Khaab
Ayesha
ا
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Ayesha
ا
چپ ہوں ، چپ اورپھر ایک لمحہ ذرا سا
باتوں کی باتوں میں ایک خیال ذرا سا

رات ابھی، ایک چاند چھپا سا
بادل ہوا میں ایک راز ذرا سا

لفظ بھی ہوں، ستار بھی ایک انپڑھا سا
ناچ گاتے دریاوں میں ایک گیت ذرا سا

ہچکچاتا سمندر بھی ہوں، مدھم آسماں
بل کھاتی ہواوں میں ایک جھونکا ذرا سا

بند سورج، سیاہ، پھر کھل اٹھتا تماشا
شور بھی، شور سے اگے ایک ہجوم ذرا سا

تم سے کیسے میں کہوں سانس لہر بننے کی بات
گمان بھی ہوں تو ایک گمان ذرا سا
20/12/2021
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Hamna
My Shimmer
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Hamna
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴,

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥,

𝘭𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦,

𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴,

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦,

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘯,

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴,

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴,

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵
My friend, you'll always remain my shimmer no matter how many shadows cage me.
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Hamna
Your Absence
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Hamna
Your absence is choking me.
Making me voiceless.
But.
Drip.
Drip.
Splash!
Did you hear that?
Words of pain are bleeding from my plastered mouth.

Sentimentality.
Is no more than agony.

Thud!
Poignant promises shatter the floors.

lub
dub
My heartbeat rumbles your name.

Splatter.
Clatter!
My muffled cries are shedding salty tears,
Mercilessly tearing the tiles apart.

Swish...
The salt from my tears evaporate.

And so do you...
My longing for your presence is so great that it chokes me, I can only speak in gasps and muffled cries. I can only speak by pouring out blood mixed with words from my mouth. My tears have become too salty, too sour that they tear the floors. Please come to make my tears sweet again and stop my mouth from bleeding for my ink for you never dries. Never.
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Keiya Tasire
It doesn't matter
What he, she, or they say!

It does not matter
If they care or do not care.

For not anywhere
Will it matter !

Even in the eternal
Scheme of things!

Only that we get to forgive -n- forget
That is what really matters!
Think about your anger. Does all that we get upset about really worth the toll on our lives that it takes. The cancer, the high blood pressure, the shot nerves we ened up with. Is it worth it? Or does it really matter?
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Zoe Mae
The Grosbeak
 Dec 2021 Khaab
Zoe Mae
Born beautiful, dies the same
She's too free to be bound by the shackles of time
She follows the sunshine
She's too ambiguous to have a name
And she'll certainly never ask for mine
****! There she goes with the wind
Leaving me with nothing but a melancholy grin
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