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Death

death is the closing door of thought,
threshold of serenity
the soulful paths of cordiality 
it is perfected for unerred sorrows
the conclusion of life 
at uninviting time
the flickering hopes of cause
the cause of fingers rising eventyally from shit
the cause of having hands shoved back in deep muck
the dimming flame of candles the blown out storm
the saddening peace of perishing dreams.

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Anguish

The dark night persisted
It wanted to stay
It stubbornly insisted and noone could get in its way
It had prevailed 
The moon was veiled 
Looking like it shivered at the edges
It was a night in which the only master was sadness
Amidst this stood a fortress 
It ws undeniably a  hut
But to the one inside
In presence of scorpions and mud
It looked like the dungeons of palaces
The hut was supposed prettily situated at the bay of the vast sea 
Where the sun never waited
A shadow is always seen pacing
Much like the Walk of someone waiting
She fills the isolation
Spending the night in vast contemplation
But sometimes there is a memory
Snaking itself 
To the front once in a day
A sensation of a small hand slipping
In the concealed lightness of the day
Her face etched with sorrows unknown
Never mundane enough
But an eternity slips in the labyrinth
Something congruent to the verses
Usurping every pain
Without any known gain
She is the glory of night
She paces to the sound of the sea
Ignoring every sight
In hopes 
That she will feel the hand again
And perhaps this time it may be able to make it ashore

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Pain

There was a time 
When thunder was my shelter
Lightening and rain
I adored them 
Because this was where i could sob
And noone would know 
Id scream
And it could be disguised like smile
It was like hard tide hitting hard 
Every time
Just when i thought  i was gone
I was washed ashore undrowned
That day went
Like all days do
But still that terrible ten
Always hit like
A ship breaking in to two
The tears dried 
I promised my self 
To never be again teary eyed
I learned something from that cry
The heart mended
I vowed it would never be again broken 
That throb is still there
But never will i feel or cry
Or damn even sigh
The waves of time will wash over
the concealer now a blessing 
And rain a curse

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Passing Memories

If i could fold all my feelings in a rose, 
will you start healing, 
from that wound inflicted by me all those
years ago?
if i collected all my tears
in a bottle,
would they wash all your fears? 
if i give you my heart,
will you forget all those memories without again getting hurt?
if i gather all those pieces from the past,
even from my part,
and throw them 
out in the sea,
will you then see
that i was not in the wrong,
and was yours all along?

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Betrayal

A tear drop
A smile through it
She was mine
I was told 
I had her heart once stolen
Confused i was
When she took it back
Leaving my heart unintentionally scarred
Still bound to those meaningless unheard vows
Illegaly heeding its woes
I was washed ashore
From the malicious ship of the love
Thrown by the sailors to the sharks
To tear my heart out
For breaking the ties
Of the love
That heart rending word
Discombobulatedly 
I was thrown
For my love she took back her heart
Someone once asked
Whether i had ever loved
I replied i still do
From dawn to dusk..

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Memories

If you stay or you  go
I will temenber you
Your heart your soul
Even if you forget me
Throw away your sorrows
Cross the bridge
And dont look back
I will cherish your gifts
Even if you stay or you go
Even if you dont say goodbye
Or give me a look of resentment or hate
Or never give me that kiss of farwell
I will keep your memories
Your smiles  your pride
Even if you cross that sea
Reach the skies
And never look down
Even if you stay
Or you go
I will remember you
Your heart your soul.

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Prayer

Prayer is a thought
Shared 
A few tears shed
Sins forgiven
Griefs unburduned 
A heart mended
A smile sculptured

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Coveted

A window remained open 
At night in the deep dungeons
The wind bought me some love to keep right from the door of heaven
It came by night
Invisible in the dark light
It bought me a present to keep
It bought me love in deep sleep
But now at night lying sleepless to guard the hope
I blame the night and the wind 
For giving me something 
Which i couldnt cope
For all the hurt taken the seamless sorrows remaining 
Multitude scars hidden 
Ungiven love coveted
The stairs not taken
I blame the night 
The opened windows 
For the broken love it bought me to keep

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Times

The solitary life awaits 
in the sea prime of the moon
twinkling down through the stars
 you know that isolation awaits
I thought I d be content having you
but while i was gone away
someone knocked the door and u opened
left aside i think
life was meant like this 
though in the deep dungeons of time
with wind blowing against the sun
I wait...a while
thinking of the treasure lost
the memories passed
I wait for the isolation 
the lonely star among the clouds .

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A Siren's Wail

One day sirens will cross the roads wailing,
In an attempt to clear the blocked paths,
Immovable stones, lifeless souls,
To avoid mishaps
A faint heartbeat persists,
A hopeless sound 
None too sweet
Unheard by the passer byes 
Heard by the birds in skies 
Sirens will continue wailing 
Chasing across the endless roads
With a hope too high too fatal
Occupied by a person 
Unconscious inside
With breaths too shallow 
Too low to decipher.
The sirens will go on wailing
Followed by none
Mourned by none 
One day
Amidst the siren wailing 
The heart beats 
Those now countable breaths
Will fade
One day
That heart beat will stop 
Sighs will be blessed 
Breathes will collapse
The soul will finally escape 
Between the siren's wail.

Copyright © Atya Tasneem | Year Posted 2020


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