Children of Liberty

A little free skeleton  laid resting emaciated Inside a grave or on a bed One could not tell, if tried and spake thus to itself: "If I could flutter my scapulae Maybe, maybe I could fly"     Arqum 12/09/2017Read more …

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کبھی کبھی بادل کا سایہ اپنی بارش میں بھیگے  ایسے میں طوفان سے بچنا کیسے ممکن ہوتا ہے؟ Arqum 06/04/2017 Read more …

Grown Up

Red and white spiral striped Straw that I used to slurp Golden sunshine out of the blue sky And neon green Fireflies  Made worthy onlookers at night  As i dipped the moon in its milky light  But those times are gone And life has moved on From being a realm of possibilities  To a finite reality  And now I sit unsheltered under steel clouds As it rains down razer blades On my skinless body  Day in and day out I have grown up, but cannot adapt Some people just are guilt and stars…Read more …

Appetite

On a hot summer day As i hastened towards my car For my lunch break I stopped at a colossal pit in the middle of the street People were too busy to notice, of course.  I heard someone asking for help Holding on to the edge of the pit Upon closer inspection i discovered  That it was me "Not you again", I thought  And offered my hand  It was then,  that the cries for help turned into  Demonic laughs, and the hand into a crimson claw "Not again", I sighed  As i fell…Read more …

زندگانی

زندگانی ہے فقط ایک مسافت از قلب سدا سوز با عقل درخشاں کیونکہ قلب دکھاتا ہے بہت زندگانی ایک مسافت پھر سے از عقل سرد سنگ با قلب پریشاں کیونکہ عل قل دکھاتی ہی نہیں زندگانی..  ایک باریک سی رسی پے توازن کا گماں ہے دو ہاتھ اور ان میں اک عقل کا نشتر اک قلب کا تیشہ اور ایک ہی کرتب سے اکتا سا گیا ہے اس سرکس بے رنگ میں بے ہنر مداری سینے میں کوئ بھی اترے ہو عقل کا نشتر ..یا قلب کا تیشہ Arqum 02/05/2017Read more …

Freelancer

"Her conversation with the rain Is meter perfect poetry  The sunlight across her face  A novel of grief and joy  In her charm bracelet  Dangle the earth and fire Her smile, a slice of life film Her laughter The song of paradise  In her eyes sparkle Stars hitherto unknown  In her locks seek refuge  Silent wandering nights Her being, keeps the seas contained Her shadow guides the hurricanes" Is it sufficient, or more required?  May you lead a happy life That would be rupees hundred and five Arqum 29/05/2017Read more …

چپ

"پوچھا، "کیوں بولتے نہیں؟  میں نے کہا، اچھا ہے نا  "انسے بھی جو قریب ہیں؟" انسے تو خاص طور پر Arqum 16/05/2017Read more …