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Curfewed Days and Nights

Curfewed days and curfewed nights Soulless lives And thoughtless minds Nowhere to go No way to find Bearing the odds Daring the storms Only sign of life Quiet whispers in our homes Hearts drenched in gloom Touched by pain And nothing to gain Lost we are In this world of insanity Wondering what it would take To retrieve our dignity And our lost sanity

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/21/2013 5:26:00 PM

I am sorry you are still under a curfew. I was dropping by to see how you are doing and I seen this sad poem. it is difficult when our freedom is limited by others. You are in my prayers.

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 3/3/2013 10:02:00 PM

What a shame to have become used to having freedom stripped away. I sincerely hope circumstances will change for you and your country.

Irfana Ali Bhat
Date: 2/22/2013 9:18:00 AM

thanks Richard for the concern....yes,i sometimes feel like a bird with clipped wings but over the years we have got used to it...here even a two year old knows a slogan that runs in our blood...."We want Freedom"

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/17/2013 4:00:00 PM

a dark poem and very deep, Irfana. It is sad that so many live like this today.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/15/2013 8:37:00 PM

Irfana, a very deep poem... good night..PD