RevoltA Poem by aneeqalife is quite difficult when you live using your brains
Out of my heart,
grows a path,with branches of each branch, Forced, am I to have a fate, miseries and a long way, A journey has begun, My eyes blinded by the glow (light) of my Glorious One (lord) Occurs a turn and starts the hurling of mysteries, at the sight of despair around, Startled, am I, before the reality of this life, Rises a query, within my mind, that have I unseen the darkness behind the light of the Luminous One( God) Grows a rebellion against Him, Intended, have I, to break the fold of silence, Reward,what I get is, tears born in my eyes, Counted, am I, among the faithless, Unheard are the shrieks of my soul to the holiest, Prisoner of conscience have I become, Unaware of passing days and coming nights, Difficult gets the journey, Trickles the sweat from my brows, Mysteries, as they were, remain tangled, Failure, as I feel, unable to find the curve of the road, Lies there a feel, making me helpless to detach the thought of watch over by the Greatest (God), Begging, am I, to rest in peace but Unseen as It is, keeps me going, Strikes a thought like thunder, Chosen ,am I, just to wander, Would I be burning in hell for the eternity or when the soul departs, will I be opening my eyes to His beauty baffled am I, when isolation prevails this heart.
© 2013 aneeqaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on November 26, 2013 Last Updated on November 26, 2013 Authoraneeqalarkana, sindh, PakistanAboutI love reading, writing ,a bit of sketching and playing tennis :) more..Writing
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