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Husna Mirza Poem
Something that lets you express
Feelings that you don’t wanna suppress
Something that can be of mixed emotions
Different themes and distinctions
Something that gives words the power
Of changing hearts, wills and bringing peace to war
Something that gives you your right
Of freedom of speech may you be black or white
Something that can touch your heart, fill your eyes with tears making them watery,
And that something is none other than poetry……..
Poetry on Poetry
Contest entry
Date: 1/18/2013
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2013
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Husna Mirza Poem
Life isnt fair
And it starts at home
When you're the responsible one
Even if you weren't there
You get exploited and used
Yet still it's not enough
Whatever the issue
It was because of you
If only you would get your act together
That would solve all of our problems
You were a mistake
I wish you weren't born instead
Funny how the world praises me
When at home it's all scorn and spite
No wonder I don't recognize love
When all I've learnt to accept is hate
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2022
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In autumn the trees
were shedding their leaves
i was sitting in the light
watching the lovely sight.
i felt the moving breeze
which indeed made me please
there i was- among the rocks
my feet didn't wear any shoes nor any socks;
i looked at my clothes;all dirty and torn
this was what i had months ago worn,
i was still the same
without a name
even the autumn was same
but every time it came
it re freshened my soul and made me glad
and forget all the things that made me sad
true, most of the rich are luxuriated and pleasured in jeweled lump
but the pleasure obtained by the mesmerizing nature's beauty lies within the reach of some...
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Why is it so that you have to fight ?
when you know you're all brothers and this aint right...
Why is it so that you have to be greedy?
when you have enough, more than the poor and needy...
Why is it so that you have to be jealous?
when you know its not right and may even hell us...
Why is it so that you are not thankful to the ALMIGHT?
when you see others dying...how can you bear such a sight?
Why is it so that you have become blind
with fame and pride just in your mind?
But the time will come when you all will see
and regret and weep and then no one will be
forgiven and will be sent to an unimaginable place no man has seen
and there they'll be punished and wont even have their family there to lean.......
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days go by and i am the same
things around me change
yet my mind thinks the insane
good things happen
but i stale on worse ones
opportunities missed and i live on regrets
my head spins on a thousand stories
assumptions-lies-words-actions
interpreted in ample different ways
dwell on thoughts that dont matter
ignoring things that actually matter
if it's not perfect it's nothing
grinding myself everyday
fear clouds my mind-what if
worst case scenarios I entitle myself to
criticizing everything that makes me- me
highlighting my insecurities
not letting me be
you'll never be enough
you don't deserve love
walls built around me so i don't wound
you chose to break the ice-i choose you
oh how i wish i showed my true self
how i wish i would show what i really feel
do what i want to do
so at the end of the day
I wouldn't come back to a miserable me
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2022
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Cold as ice ,
she tossed the dice
Knowing where she lay ,
all the sixes came in her way
Violet lips those noticeable blues,
rosy roman ,important cues
That put on smile no one could miss
fighting that one evil hiss,
For who could curve up that line
when there were others all across in the opposite sign,
Wonder as you may the meaning of these words
but only those superior ones can understand,
those one in a million among their herds..
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2014
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Would time resolve everything
If mine stopped
A silver lining holds me together
Little push and I may leap
Would happiness surround me
If my smile fades forever
A patient prays on his deathbed
Let me live he weeps
Another cries from her warm bed
Take me to the skies
Before the sun rises
I wish to be gone
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2022
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I wonder if your eyes reflect what they portray
If your body talks to me or if it's all a play
Wondering if my feelings are sane
I'm afraid to open my heart
I know I'll only hurt again
For now, I just want to know if you're okay
I want to appreciate you from across the hall
Until we're sure enough that
The spark we felt that day was really true
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2022
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Sometimes when thou feels crushed from within
Thou would want to share the sin
On sharing thou may not be satisfied with what thou got
So thou would regret sharing at all
Let me ease the ache for thou
Share it with the One and Only above
Neither does He spread it out
Nor does He ignore thou along
He does what will satisfy thou a lot
Bring peace to thou soul throughout
For a while thou may feel relaxed
But if the feeling comes again
Once more I can ease the ache for thou
Share it with the worthy One and Only Almighty above...
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2014
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You forget who you are
Amidst the chaos of this journey
You ignore your true purpose
Trying to chase your problems
You lose your identity
As you suck into the society's labels
Before you even realise
You're engulfed by the worries of this world
You've lost track of time chasing hard cash
You're a reflection of what you wished not to be
Many years ago when you'd judge your formers
Who am I? What have I become?
You ask yourself
Unable to recognize the person you see
Little did you notice
While you were trying to make amends in others
You lost a part of you to them
Until there was nothing left of you
That truly belonged to you
Now you're just like others
An automaton, a label, a status, a cash cow
Copyright © Husna Mirza | Year Posted 2022
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