Published in Us Magazine Pakistan
I walk along the wind
The leaves walk alongside
I try to be determined
And pretend to hide…
The memories creep
With a whispering sound
Like those leaves
Scattered all around
I draw a deep breath
And long for thee
With the season of death
Depicting me.
Water rushes to my eyes
And ecstasy begins
I give a faint cry
As the pain wins.
Ah! the Autumn arrives
Silence dominates
Taking several lives,
Enjoying on the skates
Evening to twilight
Spent in the walk
With no changes,
No sound of a knock.
It drizzles in the night
And nature springs to life
Heart soars like a kite
After bleeding under the knife.
I want to hold my breath
And continue in the strife
’cause after the image of death
It again shows me life
I pause for a while
Feeling nowhere
Forgotten every smile
Looking here and there
I’m in the middle of the ladder
Leading to the moon
Too scared to step up
Too frightened to return that soon.
Nazish Nawab 