Poems from Saima Qureshi
I always find myself comfortable
Expressing through ink-
Be it on canvas with colours
Be it on paper through words
Just to find inner peace...
Death is a gospel's truth
That can't be denied
but grief too accompanies it
Easily said , it is
Someone left you
but to accept
You'll never...
I: I've admiration for you, as such!
You: How much?
I: A lot and beside.
You: Why'd?
I: Should I reveal?
You: Yes please, don't conceal!
I...
(For my autistic, non-verbak son Hassan)
I: You are not like others.
You: How?
I: Others might be precious metals, stones or pearls but...
When dark spell of night tames the day
Convoy of moon along with stars, gallop their way
From the day's toil, I simmer down
Crawl into to...