Hidden – In Plain Sight!

I My lips are colorless and parchred, But the drink I need is scarce. And thus I march, In the desert, that is our love! I wait for the Oasis To hit me up. II Oh my towering ignorance! For the Voice I seek Is found in the silence

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The Demise of the Fittest

‘Super’ is what they called me ‘Magical’ was how I was described when all failed, I was the one who survived. I saw my fellows wither, For they could not compete against the changing times. 'Unfavourable conditions,' they cried Then said the world 'Goodbye!' I endured it all, season after season. I grew stronger, With…

Good Night! Sleep Tight!

The advancing night was scary, I dreaded sleep, not the nightmares really Opening eyes to another hopeless day Was the thought that terrified me! Image Source: Sadequain's Original Work at Frere Hall, Karachi      

Riddle Me Out!

Image Source And once upon a time, I was a piece of a jigsaw puzzle. But not the corner one — that is always unique. I was more of a left mid one. And there were many others like me. Thus, I was Easy to misplace. The child to whom I belonged Threw me away out…

An Emergency Situation

Fight or flight, Are the two options, Nature's MCQs supply.  But I see two more; All of the above. None of the above. My pencil hovers, On the latter two. For I don't want to fight But flying away won't work, right? Thus I stay, Dangling between the two. I pumped myself to fight, "Fly,…

Falling Away

Fall, the official season of goodbyes Has arrived. So let go of your emotions, Like smoke goes up in the skies. High and high! We have had our jokes, Lets laugh no more. We have shared our pains, There is nothing more to gain. Boon or bane? Lets forget each other Once again. Forget me,…

The Shark’s Den  

Once upon a time, sharks flew across the sky and what a sight it was! Hue — the painter produced the finest painting of his life while Click — the photographer captured an inspiring shot. Bard — the poet crafted the most memorable couplet of his life. Finally, Cloe decided that something must be written on the beauty of this view…