Indifference Poems

An Arm’s Length Away

Sometimes, when we hurl
angry words—
ancient stones thrown by indifference,
lodging in the ears of our children.
Witnessing horror twist itself into child’s play.
A stone’s throw—killed our empathy.

Anger knows its enemy:
sitting next to,
sitting opposite of,
never with.
It sits a stone’s throw away.

Rising from the ashes of fear—
Vapours of flesh smoulder
as blooded lava flows.
Cools—
our scarred magma to a crusted creed.

The

Believe At Least

I’ve run out of things to say to you
I who love how language feels 
Cannot see your thoughts to know,
How to ask what you conceal.

Perfection is fine to a point,
An everlasting urge
but I’d never breathe again,
If I did not share our eternal love.

The exquisite princess of maiden joy
Can sacrifice her honor and her name,
By giving

Those That Condemn

those that condemn will never be gone, they’ll wither in indifference

Clean Up, Up Sell , Encampments

A language loss from inexperience 
Reality
Foot immersion and crimes of indifference
These are crimes of a financial nature
The poor are a protected minority 
Protected by poverty laws
These laws enlighten people
In the articles of hate crimes

Please challenge your mind to read
And thus acclimate to a discussion you
Are skewing 

Remember the government is not a business 
And is

I had that stone

I was looking at a dying man who was asking me for a stone I had in my pocket. He wanted it to survive, but he was a sinner—because a book said he made fun of people and abused them. I watched him grow pale and wondered: should I help him because of his situation,

a growing indifference

a growing indifference

roses and thorns will not release me
I try to get along, ‘doesn’t come easy

it isn't the money or the phony power play
y' just don't want me in the most familiar way
I've seen your eyes with a new distance
that won't be denied, a growing indiff'rence
oh yes, oh my
poor me, and mine

no burning rubber, 'hardly

Not entirely clay

[Verse 1]
No place to go 
if the door to your heart is closed,
When your love stays my subject, 
even when I doze,
Yet you keep ignoring 
the true love I propose. 
You're already driving me nuts, everyone knows,
Though many loves abound, 
to yours, none comes near close. 

[Pre–Chorus]
Day by day, to have your love I pray,
Less

Sculpted by silence

My days were filled with limp lifts of your hands,
  each a tear steeped in lost compassion.
You made me swim in a cold, clammy sea of sorrow~
and shaped me into a voiceless, motionless
s c u l p t u r e.

My cries were your joy~
  your face and the devil’s wore identical masks.
Your

Freedom is a bird with broken wings in the modern world, trapped in invisible cages of indifference

Freedom is a bird with broken wings in the modern world, trapped in invisible cages of indifference,
Reflecting destiny as a silent shadow, the immutable aspects of existence embrace us with cold arms,
Death, an artist of limits, carves the boundaries of our lives with the chisel of relentless time,
Each human being becomes a prisoner in their

Regret of the Indifferent

When the world turned darker by punishing the strange,
we did nothing.
When the world turned darker by punishing the weak,
we did nothing.
When the world turned darker by punishing the few,
we did nothing.

Now that the world has lost its light,
I hear screaming.
Did the world actually turn dark?
Or did I close my eyes?
I cannot tell...

Echoes Of The Silent Shore

How can I sever wolf-waves from the selfish sea?
I ache to cut the rogue from the relentless flow
his crest —swelled in high rise on testosterone tide—
swindles my tease to tame his blue Neptune flame
mocking my sun dried bed with unruly despise
he rides a white steed in petulant power with the moon

I am the passive strand

Indifference

I kissed my lips 
   And drank the juice of silence,
   I kissed your lips
   And drank the juice of metamorphosis;
   Why two tasted like same!

Outsiders path

It no longer beckons as it did before,
Now it waits, just beyond the door,
Whispering softly, tempting the heart,
To accept again and play the part.

To embrace the pain, forget the cost,
Of suffering caused and what was lost.
The pull felt to give in once more,
Selfish desires shake it to it's very core.

Indifference tries to close it's heart,
But

A time of indifference

Indifference causes hearts to drift away,
even if tranquil eye be nonjudgmental,
since as long as soul’s in this vessel of clay,
to nurture love, kind touch is fundamental,
even better still, if we engage in play,
with interaction both mindful and gentle.
Sadly ghosting loved ones has become the norm;
lost is childhood innocence, tender and warm.

Remnants of Indifference

Bits of pieces,

Scattered around,

To pick them up,

is what must be done,

 
Shifted about,

The broom sweeps,

What left underneath,

Is none of my concern,

 
Scoured away,

Evanesced by each beating minute,

Concealed far apart from my sight,

There is nothing to be noticed,

 
Cipher left behind,

Nullity lingers here,

Nothing was here,

Indifference, it never was.

 
By Sarah Shahzad, July 2024

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