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Heya May 2020
She has those striking eyes of an Owl .

She observes, Her stare intense yet clam .
She can see through illusion , thrive beyond illusion .
She can see true self of others , their weakness , their strengths .

Do not scared with her stare but ,
Fear her wisdom , spoken by silence !
The more she sees ,the less she sound .

Her defense is her colours
She can blend into the surroundings ,
She's a nemesis
Difficult to spot even if visible .

If you are a threat to her territory
Better watch your back from her talons .
You surely don't want to be her prey

She is intense .
She will mantle you ,
Not to protect but to finish you off ,
Without leaving any trace behind .

Her keen hearing sense , you cannot escape .
She can hear you scuffling from outrun .
She can sense your decoy ,
Even if you're buried in snow .

So tell me how you will veil those eyes which can see through dark .
This poem is a indirect description of my unconscious self which is actually conscious but hidden from the world .
FLESH May 2020
1 i
As I drift to sleep
I’ll say this now
There’s no humanity no love
And IM used

fine, FINE.
DOOR SLAMS
4:02. Am now 4:03
annh May 2020
I watch him tapping, from the corner of my eye.
Left hand. Pointer to pinkie. Sequentially.
Beginning and re-beginning.
Defeated, intent, scowling, jubilant.
In my imagination he is a poet, counting syllables.
Writing haiku in his head, as he waits in traffic for the light to turn green.

‘You've got to be kid-
Well, crud, what just happened there?
I ran out of syl-‘
- Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle
Xmas light angel sparkling bright
Walkin on the rooftops
Got someone in sight
Gunna flitter and flutter
All through the night
Eyeing a weary sparrow
till all is well
till all is right
till that lil sparrow
be ready to take flight

Bonnie Raitt &John Prine
Angel From Montgomery
Puyallup
4.24.20
jbm
inspired by an Xmas light rooftop angel perched atop a roof during an early April twilight
Meysa Apr 2020
take me.
to where the grass is not green
show me.
things that the naked eye has never once
seen.
Yonnick August Apr 2020
Salt lines stains tired cheeks
Passed by overused dimples
Like flowing steady creeks
Taking turns in their descent
Rushing very simply
Bardo Sep 2020
Who are you people ?
What is this place??
It's ...it's incredible... it's amazing !!!
The most amazing thing I've ever seen
   in my whole life
Ha! Ha! Ha! It's mad...yea! it's crazy
It's Night...right!! But here! Here! a
   whole City in broad daylight
People going about their business...
   faces I've never seen before
What is this place! Who are you
   people!

I'm asleep but... but I'm awake, wide
   wide awake
I'm here! Now!!! Looking out... at this
    right here before me
It's strange...'cos I don't feel like I have
   a body or a face
It's like I'm just an Eye...an Eye looking    
   out
But look! I can move, I can move
And I'm tired, tired of these dreams, I've had them before
What good are they, yea! their
   fantastic and all that
But their useless, quite quite useless
You know what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna go up to one of these guys
   and I'm gonna grab him
Gonna shake him! Shake him hard!!! Make him help me.

So I go up to one of them, this guy, and he turns and
   looks at me
He looks right at me...
"Back in my world", I say, " back there,
   I work, I suffer, I struggle
Every day trying to keep body and
   soul together
Can you help me? Won't you help me?
   Won't you..."
And... and he looks at me with these...
   these anxious eyes
With real fear in his eyes
I say "What do you see when you look
   at me.  What do you see ?
(A mortal man from the world of men)
Why do you suddenly look so afraid ?
What... what do you see !!!"
I get funny dreams at night sometimes (if I quiet my mind for long periods), I call them "conscious' dreams, you actually wake up in your own dreams, become completely conscious in your own dreams or maybe a place beyond dreams themselves. Their amazing to look at but unfortunately they don't help you in any way, don't give you the Lotto numbers or the name of a winning horse LOL. This is a poem about a time I was struggling in life & got one of these dreams and was so annoyed at their seeming unconcern that I decided to go up to one of the characters in the dream and grab him and make him help me. Quite Twilight Zoney this.
Sergio Gonzalez Mar 2020
Rising star
You shine so bright
As I wake up from my long slumber
I can’t help to wonder
What’s the world been up to

The days go by and there’s no lapse in time
I’m closed off to the world
In fear that I won’t be accepted
For who I am

I rather blame everyone
Than confront my own demons
It’s easier that way
To live in denial
To live in delusion

I mourn the death of my old self
Living in the past is so exhausting
I try and I try to move on
But who the **** knows
When my time will arrive

I wish I had the ability to change
If I don’t love myself
I’ll just morph into the societal norm
I’ll just be somebody else

I’m cheated of happiness
I’m cheated by my own mind
And I always wonder
If someone out there
Will ever love me
Forever love me
But the night brings darkness
And it’s time to close my eyes
And wait,
If tomorrow will ever come
Artem Mars Mar 2020
I hang up flowers in my room
I try and make you smile but I seem to fail
You still choke and cry
And I’ll laugh and try
To hide the pain
I gave you my hoodie
And many notes and things
I thought you would like
Remind you of me
But it’s nothing compared to laughing
Numbing myself
The pain becomes too much my body needs a pause
Cough up blood so I don't bleed anymore
It all will end
I tried and failed
What is left for me other than dissolving my emotions
Or the ones that remain
Hope and pray to an all-seeing eye
Beg and wish for mercy on the ones you love
There’s none left
They showed you true pain
You must return the torture
If only they had seen it before it was a wreck
sorry I've been gone, coronavirus is non stop
Dr Zik Mar 2020
ایتھوپیا اور تھر میں پائی جانے والی بھوک و ننگ کی صورتِ حال کے خاتمہ کے لیے کی جانے والی کوششوں میں بہتری کے لیے فکر انگیز دعائیہ نظم ٭
جس کے ابتدائی اشعار 1984ء میں مری کی سیر کے دوران لکھے گئے اور جب دنیا کی بے ثباتی اور غربت و افلاس کی طرف نگاہ اٹھی تو نامکمل نظم کے ساتھ ایک افسردگی کے عالم میں جہلم آنے کے لیے  واپسی کا سفر شروع کر دیا۔ یہ نظم کافی عرصہ کے مشاہدات، تجربات اور معاملات کا نچوڑ ہے جسے مکمل ہونے میں 35 برس لگے۔

اِک روز کہیں دُور کی! وادی میں گیا تھا
واں سیر کی خاطر میں بہت دیر رہا تھا

جب حُسن کی رعنائی میں! فطرت کا سماں دیکھ۔
محسوس کی اِک تازگی! قُدرت کو عیاں دیکھ

لگنے لگا ہر دم مجھے! منظر وہ پیارا
تھا میں جو اکیلا تو مرا! دل یہ پکارا

کتنا حسیں سماں ھے! پیارا ہے خوب تر
مسرور ہو رہا ہوں! جسے دیکھ دیکھ کر

مخمل کی طرح نرم نرم! گُل ہے، باس ہے            
اُمنگ ہے، ترنگ ہے! دِل میں اِک آس ہے


تاروں کودِل کےچھیڑکے!تازہ ہوا چلی
پتے سے، گُل سے، ٹہنی سے! سُر، سازسےبھری

ایسی دل و نگاہ کی! پاکیزگی مِلی
غم، درد، آہ، واہ جیسی! روشنی مِلی

پھر یوں ہوا! کہ یہ نگاہ! اُدھر بھی جا پڑی
رونا جہاں کا دائمی! بہبود عارضی

کیوپِڈ کرے گا کیا؟ جہاں! شیطاں کی چال ہے
بُھوک اور ننگ ہے، جہاں! جینا محال ہے

ہونٹوں پہ خشک پپڑیاں! آنکھوں میں یاس ہے
اور پیاس سے نِڈھال ماں! بچے کے پاس ہے

معصومیت! کہ جس کی! فرشتہ مثال ہو
مظلومیت! یزید کی جیسے! یہ چال ہو

لاچار ماں ہے بچے کی! یہ سوچ سوچ کر
پانی کا کیوں ہے؟ کاروبار! بُوند بُوند پر

جو مر گئے ہیں، اُن کو! دبانے کا مسئلہ
بے کس کی بیکسی کو! چھپانے کا مسئلہ

جو چیختا ہے کرب سے! بُھوک اور پیاس سے
کرتا ہے اک سوال وہ! اَپر کلاس سے

اپنوں کو دیکھ دیکھ کے! غیروں کو دیکھنا
جِن کے لیے کٹِھن ہے! مصائب کا جھیلنا

رونے کو، خوں کو، بُھوک کو! قِسمت کو دیکھنا
راہ تکتی آنکھ، موہنی سی! صورت کو دیکھنا

ایتھوپیا کو دیکھ  کے! تھر کو بھی دیکھنا
کیا ہر جگہ ہے؟ ایک سا بچہ! یہ سوچنا

Translation:
A Question?

Once I went to a valley for a walk
I wandered there for a long time

When I saw the natural beauty
And felt recreation and freshness

The scene was so charming and cute
As I was alone! The heart shout out with joy,

“What a pleasant scene it is!
I am feeling immense pleasure to see that

The flowers with fragrance are soft like velvet.
I am young and hopeful, so sing in the heart


A breeze touched the cords of my heart and soul
Leaves, flowers, branches with musical sound

And filled my heart and eyes with purity
I found grief, pain, ah, wah! Like Light.

Then sudden! The sight was changed, and I saw
The place where cries are unending and welfare temporarily

Cupid is a child against devil’s tricks
hunger and humiliation, where! It is impossible to live with

Dry scabs on the lips! There is despair in the eyes
and a thirsty, weak mother! The child has

Innocence! That's it! Angel is an example of
oppression! Like Yazid's doings! This trick is

Helpless mother of the child! Who is thinking about
why this water business is! Drop by drop

Those who have died! The problem of burying them
The problem of hiding the helplessness of the helpless

He! Who screams with pangs, hunger, and thirst,
he asks the question! To the upper class

Look at the deserving! If you have time?
Who are unable to face hardships

Crying, blood, hunger! Look at destiny
The eye! Looking at the way, look at the cute face!

Look at the Thar! No doubt, after Ethiopia!
Is it everywhere to see, a little child the same? Think about this!
1: ایتھوپیا براعظم افریقہ میں پایا جانے والا ایک پسماندہ ملک ہے۔
2: تھر براعظم ایشیاء میں پایا جانے والا پاکستانی پسماندہ علاقہ ہے۔
1: Ethiopia is a backward country found in the continent of Africa.
2: Thar is a backward Pakistani region found in Asia.
1: ایتھوپیا براعظم افریقہ میں پایا جانے والا ایک پسماندہ ملک ہے۔
2: تھر براعظم ایشیاء میں پایا جانے والا پاکستانی پسماندہ علاقہ ہے۔

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Dr ZIK's Poetry
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اِک سوال............ A QUESTION
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