Barren LandsA Poem by Mehak MushtaqMaybe it changes your view of looking at these barren lands. Barren lands are just barren - no happiness, no sadness; no love, no hate.
There have lived no callused hands
which work on empty lands. No sunshine of happiness they have seen. No rainfall of tears there has been. No seeds of belief sown, No feeds of trust grown. No fruit of faith harvested, No stranger ever been guested. Festival is an unknown word. Peace is the name of no bird. An unfamiliar personality God is. 'ts neither the fault of her or his. Death is as alien as life is. Plain water, no fizz. Sense, no one knows, Goal, something surrounded by foes. Loneliness is so well known. Suspicion is a daily moan / Sows of nostalgia, never grown. Thinking has no meaning at all. No mountains off which you could fall. "Nothing" makes you worry for everything. "Mistake" is the something, better than nothing. Faith has been abolished from here. Noise of recitation no one can hear. Pain and agony are worth a sneer. Terror is funny while unity is fear. Morning, no chirping birds. Night, no bloody swords.
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StatsAuthorMehak MushtaqSrinagar, Jammu and Kashmir, IndiaAboutAssalam-u-alaikum. Mehak, from Kashmir, India. I got introduced to Writer's cafe just two years, ago, I'm 18, now. Like colors, life is an illusion, too. Look inside of you, the devil you hide, the.. more..Writing
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