Asghar Abbas's Blog - Posts Tagged "9-mar"

What is it? The dull ache.. the soft moan.
The suppressed sighs
And dark nights

Glad and sad at the same time..
Plucking the petals
Counting the hearts..

Wandering thoughts.. can't seem to stop
The endless chase is still a maze
The run is furious..
Yet so calm
Holding the future in the very palm

Clenching the fists.. bending ahead
Catching the breath..
And keeping the pace. .

A single star shines down
Giving a hope to cross the crowd
To get the crown..
To win some Noun..

From ambiguity to clarity
Let it be a time travel
To find what lies in the deep down
More than atoms
And the voids

What is it? In that frown
Looking for the unseen
Hunting for the prey
Victims are all scattered around..

Sand.. dust.. and grains
We all are dying
We all are same..