Irfana Ali Bhat Poet Free verse

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 February 21, 2013 at 5:26 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 March 3, 2013 at 10:02 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 February 22, 2013 at 9:18 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 February 17, 2013 at 4:00 PM a dark poem and very deep, Irfana. It is sad that so many live like this today.

Poet Destroyer A February 15, 2013 at 8:37 PM Irfana, a very deep poem... good night..PD