The eyes open with
burdensome drill waiting,
Here and there; dead tasks,
Being accomplished with;
Mind bustling,
Soul sleeping,
Heart pumping…
Goes on till dusk,
Where Darkness spreading
Outside and Inside,
Mind free but drenched,
Soul awake but perplexed,
Heart pumping but drowning…
Forlorn evening towards night,
Where Darkness invading,
Thoughts killing,
Soul dying,
Heart bleeding,
Here eyes also crying…
Scattered soul tired,
Gathering pieces together,
Void of courage;
To suffer the sufferings…
Looking for escape,
Dreaming for peaceful shelter,
Yearning for lap of happiness…
By Aimen Tanveer
Second Year (Q-46)
