A Barren Place

A barren place with nothing but rumbles
                             An empty space with nothing but crumbles


                             Not much water left, so much blood shed
                               My heart doesn’t cry, my eyes are dry


                 Being there when all is lost, being alive, when still dead
                                       Hell is what? I felt it now


                                       Feels like there is nothing
                                  Nothing is there, but emptiness


                                   Lost is God, lost is this world
                              With empty hands, nothing to pray

                        The game you play, is for the fame you say?
                       The fame you say, is a bloody game you play
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Nunez Avatar
February 20, 2015 at 4:59 AM
This is incredibly sad and beautiful. I can never fully grasp the extent of the pain that caused the poet in you to come out with this moving piece, Hasan. What I can do is try to empathize the best way any new acquaintance could. I know someone who lived the story in your poem...This is an awesome 7. Welcome back, fellow poet. Hugs and smiles from the thousand isles. :D Kim
Javed Avatar
February 20, 2015 at 6:45 AM
thanks a lot for ur lovely comments....I have learned to express my feelings thru poems....it gives me peace of mind....btw I love ur work too....read a poem of urs too regards; HASAN JAVED
Kamoonpuri Avatar
February 16, 2015 at 6:31 AM
A hardhitting poem in excellent rhyme! Nice to read from u again poet.
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