MywordsOnMycanvas
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Never hurt a poetess!
For she won't harm you back
But her lesion will not cure
Her thoughts would twist the knife
And she'll write 'you' in her rhymes
Thus she, with her asthetic advocacy
Accused, humiliated and chastened
Guilty of being naive, kiddish and candid
"I'm sorry ", I said.
And then
Fancied did I as well
"I'm sorry too"
From you_
Don't you think to me it was due?
Holla good-sister
Aye good-brother
I'm always thy brother
I thank thee, O pious!
Holla dear brother
Aye dear sister
I await thee
Good heavens thou art a sinner!
Me: "O My Lord
I know this life is a Journey
And the paths here are Slippery
Although I try to walk very Cautiously
But the charms of world attract Me
My heart desire all that is Fancy
Anxiety
Makes your mind create
A cosmic blank space
Encircling you 360°
The emptiness in its totality
Wearisome to handle
Knowing uncontrollably
You sink gradually
The one I thought,
For once in my lifetime,
Understood me,
Was the one
Who misunderstood me the most
In my life!
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Inside a huge hollow tree
I must go and sleep
Sleep very deep
Just like a hibernating bear,
Without any fear!
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Saima Qureshi ©️
Let me mend myself,
my soul is wholly broken.
Let me dig out my honour,
someone just buried it deep.
Let me reawaken my pride,
I just can't let it sleep!
#MywordsOnMycanvas
Saima Qureshi ©️
I: "It's too hard to accept that you are gone."
You: "But the fact is I've, how long this false hope you can keep on?"
I: "It's too hard crying for you, to cease."
You: "But you have to find an inner peace."
Dear departed soul
Everyone's heart you stole
With all those loving traits
Can't find your replicate
Penning down your quality
Trying to describe your personality
Dear Departed soul
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
- pro tem or lasting
#MywordsOnMycanvas
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 meet again
breaks you
shatters you
shudders you
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: Ok, then lend me your ear,
