THE BRIDGE

When Spring Remembered Me! by Hamda Rafaaqat - Pakistan

I did not call it—

and yet spring came,

brushing past the wilted corners of my waiting.

It did not ask permission—

only arrived,

soft-footed, with petals in its breath.

 

The flowers were already awake,

swaying to a hymn I had never learned.

The water hummed verses

from a script not written by my hands.

Unfamiliar tones,

so distant—

yet they reached me,

sang through the ache I had forgotten to name.

 

Hope was no longer a concept.

It was a scent in the wind,

a color I could not paint,

a light pooling in cupped hands.

Love, too, had changed—

less flame, more warmth.

Less possession, more presence...

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Whispers of Solitude by Ajwa Urooj - Pakistan

Yes, she loves,
The sad evenings and the cold, lonely nights,
and in their company, she loves sitting alone.
Yes, she loves,
looking up to the deep dark sky and
searching for a ray of hope in some glittering star...

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The First Encounter! by Sundar Huma - Pakistan

Never imagined

And

Never wondered

The first encounter

I had been ever under

The first gaze

And 

The first smile

I had ever to surrender...

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Truth by Hamda Rafaaqat - Pakistan

We seek the truth, a distant, fleeting thing, 

Our hearts ache for its touch, but still we dream— 

It’s not the truth we crave, but what it brings, 

A hope that fades like echoes in a stream...

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Morning Star! by Narjis Raza - Pakistan

Beneath the night’s vast, twinkling expanse,

A celestial wonder, in love’s tender trance.

You, morning star, after night’s patient plea,

Radiant, unmatched, a sight to see...

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Contrast! by Narjis Raza - Pakistan

In the chase

For endless glee,

Realism whispers,

Let it be.

Joy needs sorrow,

A dance so true,

Balance,

The beauty life imbues...

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Vestiges of Comfort! by Ayesha Abid - Pakistan

My heart drowns as it craves your embrace,

My head is going wild, in the darkness of days,

My love is getting emptier, day by day

My soul is drowning as my feelings decay...

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Miracle! by Hamda Rafaaqat - Pakistan

Why do you wait for magic's gentle hue, 

Crafted in woman's womb, a spark so true? 

At first,

She feels discomfort in her stride, 

A stranger to herself, emotions collide. 

Confused,

She can't discern joy from sorrow, 

As adolescence dawns, a new tomorrow.

In skies of colors, where clouds gently weep,

Resembles the womb, where life's secrets keep.

Like rain cascading in crimson's embrace,

The uterus whispers of life's tender grace.

Was not it a miracle to you?...

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No More Tears! by Zeenat Iqbal Hussain - Pakistan

As you leave for greener pastures,

Tears flow down the cheeks at your departure.

The migrating bird flutters its wing,

Over for it is the season to sing...

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Morning Star by Narjis Raza - Pakistan

Beneath the night’s vast, twinkling expanse,

A celestial wonder, in love’s tender trance.

You, morning star, after night’s patient plea,

Radiant, unmatched, a sight to see...

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