Arfah Afaqi Zia

Arfah Afaqi Zia Oct 2017

Pain over rules all
Regretful of my past, present and future
What is it with life?
People talk about ups and downs
Reminiscing your scars only aches
No sign of healing nor strength
Once so equiped with words
So sure of what to say,
Of what to write
Now, no more
It is not only actions but the impact of words
How you get pulled into abyss
How you're forced into isolation
Words are what matter
They compel you to think
They take you to places and touch your soul
Either poignantly or intimately
It is the impact of words
The harsh and crudeness in them
The hurtful things that you hear
They can take away all of you!

Arfah Afaqi Zia Oct 2017

Power of writing

When in pain I write
words of grief that remain untold
the epitome of my heart
as the hurt penetrates through my soul pinching me
I cry with inexpressible words flooding my mind
my eyes wet and my hands trembling
my isolation is what kills me from the inside
people surround me yet i am alone
once so strong, i would hide my agony
now it started to show
started from pain and ended up as depression
with very less people to understand me
i take down to the path that calms me
i fight my depression and write, yet i falter!

Arfah Afaqi Zia Oct 2017

No intrusion

An excruciating solace in her words
the sharpness of which cuts me through
a drop of blood is all that there is
its a family thing they'd say,

I try to break through
leaping forward to observe the wound
a poignant wave of terror swoons
the harshness in her expression could be the reason to undo the two,

To mend and bring back
i tried my utmost to seek through words
to beseech the two
and they pushed me saying let there be no one to intrude as it was a family feud.

Arfah Afaqi Zia Oct 2017

Amalgamated love

I was once in isolation
alone in bifurcation
nobody to love and yet so pleased

but then you came in
taking my breath away
my heart beat elevated with every word you'd say

the very first time we met
I was unsure what was to come forth
the very first time we talked and our shoulders touched, I remember

on February we started singing serenades of our love
oh so absolute, so divine
it was that we amalgamated

our thoughts coincided
we met and shared our first kiss
it was so precious and the moment too

how our fingers entwined
how our bodies grooved
our eyes confabulated the truth

our love so true, so real
my heart feels so weighed and eyes so teary
how you managed to carry me along with you

its been an 8 month tenure
oh how time passes
if only we'd have a clue!

I so love you <3

Oct 2017

Eudora

Would you mind if I wrote you a love poem?

Would you mind if I wrote you a love poem
Would you care if I shared it with the world
Would it be okay if I filled it with cliches
As in I am the oyster and you are the pearl

Oh my, it'll be an absolute delight
Go ahead, let the earth be smitten
Let your words float in the twilight
It'll be a beauty no one has ever written

I ask would it be too much
If I compared your beauty to that of Spring flowers
Or how I could just sit here and stare
As I dreamly while away the hours

I'll be flushed with humility
As I am just one of His thankful creations
I'll allow your gaze even through infinity
Admiring beyond my imperfections

Would it be to much to say
That you put the night stars to shame
If I had my very own galaxy
On it I would place your name

You can ask the clouds and sky above
How your words touched my heart to the core
The unfeigned expression of your love
I'm truly blessed, couldn't ask for more

While all above is true enough
Against your beauty nature would lose
I think instead I'll make this poem
A simple "I love you"

Eudora
Mike Hauser

It is such an honor to be able to write with one of the brilliant poets here, Mike Hauser.
Thank you so much Mike, for inviting me to do this collaboration. It was a lovely experience. YOU made it so easy! :)

#love #passion #beauty

Oct 2017

Asim Javid

Four Seasons

" she shed her emotions like four seasons. . .
the gloom in her eyes carried certain reasons. . .
from all the nights she sparkled brightest in the moon less one. . .
and then she faded into the sky like a dying sun. . .
striving through the excruciating weathers that soaked her dry. . .
with all that ache and not a tear to cry. . .
was it her strength that held her high. . .
or was it the despair when hopes were a lie... "*
-asim.javid

Oct 2017

Asim Javid

Solitude

"There is a certain placidity in my seclusion .
The feeling of affection seems like an obtrusion.
Here is peace , but out there whole world is prying.
Probing us for flaws and they never stop trying.
Testing us with abstracts like love & what-not.
As the chains of spurious amity tighten the ****** knot.
I am amidst the society, yet I am sequestered.
And the resentment has become more festered.
I have no enmity for the world out there.
In lieu of perfidious world , I prefer to be here.
That fabricated affinity I just elude.
So, I always hanker for tranquility of my personal solitude ."*

-asim.javid