Love

Love, An eternal dream A blink of eye can’t break it.. An eternal bound A slight tug can’t separate it from beloved.. A spiritual season, life can’t partake it.. Beyond mortality.. Against all the rules of life Love is.. Just “LOVE”. _ _ Written by: Zunaira Afzal

Eternal Sleep

Published in: Revolution Flame 344/365 Leaning backward, At the throned bed of ‘Death’ He bleeds in opaque transparency The spell of paranormals cast Beyond the forests of reality Silver mist in the frozen eye, smudge the trembling senses and the borders of existing light, began to merge in wisps of darkness He strives so hard, … Continue reading →

Illusion of Fame

` Published in: Us Magazine and Revolution Flame Friday, December 07, 2012   I am well-known among the fellows, So am I quite famous now? I can make the words look complex, But can I make the complexities look simple? I can imagine the impossibilities, But can I create a world of my own? I … Continue reading →

Keep It Safe

43/365 Published in: Revolution Flame I’ve gifted you my heart, A heart, so delicate So, O dear love! Keep it in the warmness of your heart. And save it from the cold nature of the winds… Written by : Zunaira Afzal Photo Credits : Deviant Arts

After Effects

81/365 Published in: Revolution Flame Sometimes, among the mist of imagination; in the dark shadows of the pricking memories beyond the fields of life beneath the utmost reality Hope raise her head, and the shadows of desperation Vanish within the light Of hope Written By : Zunaira Afzal

Fear Not

169/365 Published in: Revolution Flame O beauteous beauty O healthiest healthy Smiling that innocent smile O prettiest pretty Thou blessed man! Come into my arms Yes, you have to! Do not stand away from me.. Do not fear me.. Doth thou recognize my face? Nay, I am not a stranger; I am the emblem of … Continue reading →

Intimacy

    Me, My old diary And a steaming mug of tea We are intimate friends; Of rains, Of memories And of emptiness… Written By : Zunaira Afzal

The Span of Life

The charms of a petals at a bough, And now… Dead in my hair rest. Zunaira Afzal

How Alike Are We

Published in: Us Magazine How alike are we, The old diary and me Some smudged words Some blots of tears Some pictures, so dear Some memories unclear Some rhymes unsung And symphonies of love Some scratches of pains And some winter rains Within the pages A dry rose is pressed Just like that cold fellow … Continue reading →

The Funeral of Desires

Published in: Revolution Flame Once in a day I came, at the tomb-stone of my desires empty handed.. epileptic headed.. The frozen emotions began to melt Water soothes the blazing eyes People call me, Desperate… Dejected… I wear darkness I mourn in black Confused… Restless… My soul anxiously lurches My mind works not My head … Continue reading →