THE BRIDGE

Not so Fantastical Fantastic Beings by Muhammad Khurram - Pakistan

Perceive me not, I say

See my beauty in every pebble in your way

Hear me not, I say

Listen to the bulbuls singing our praise

Affirm me not, I say

Speak of grace and joyous days

 

For love is riddled with contradictions 

Oxymoronic prepositions

Humble schemes and grand wishes

Impossible realizations: us, together

A thought with so much charge, reaching capacity overload

A short circuit, a flare up, a supernova burst

Swinging us so far out of our orbits that we

crash into one another...

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Unrequited love by Qudsia Rehman - Pakistan

Ached so ached my heart is!

Just have a glimpse inside of it

It’s overfilled

With self-knitted stories of you and me

With the feelings enclosed and enveloped

Just not ready to be articulated

 

and revealed...

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Man by Qudsia Rehman - Pakistan

An object with flesh and bones

Inside all systems regulate and run

By listening to the brain,

How simple and basic it is...

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Eternal Voyage by Bushra Yasin - Pakistan

Come with me,

I’ll take you to a different world,

A world that lies within me,

A world that I created,

And a world that I rule.

You’ll meet those who live inside me,

Few rebels,

Few forgotten souls,

A dreamer that flies without wings,

And a leader that leads, through imagination...

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The Moon Game by Hajra Khan - Pakistan

It's okay to feel it all.

It's okay to feel half,

Or nothing, nothing at all.

Shhh... Can you hear her silent plea?

How she gains when she falls,

How she knows her own path.

You'll never know if she cries, mourns or rejoices,

For she hides herself in daylight. 

Away from the people, away from pain,

I have told you once and I'll tell you again...

 

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An Early Awakening ! by Hafsa tariq - Pakistan

How I am is how I will be

I am tired of pretending

How good I am

Do they consider me?

Or don't they?

I don't know...

I am a phantom of love

Who promises to make moments

Not memories...

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A Hazy Dream by Hajra Khan - Pakistan

When I look at you

I fall into your mirage

as a thirsty crow in a desert for water

The heat haze turns me blind every day

burning my desire to see you each day

Making my heart thump as fast as it can

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Evenings by Sidra Shafi - Pakistan

 

The evenings are always cool

 

Be it winter or June!

 

Clanking of pots with mooing of cows

It goes side by side me and thou!

 

Dancing moonlight reflects in lake

With foaming shore as marble stage

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The Fantasies of Nature by Syeda Farwa Batool - Pakistan

They say identities are formed from the day you are born,

But as I sat on the ground, palms down,

I touched the soil with my bare hands,

And felt a warmth embracing me

Visualizing what was before me, I wondered

What and who held control over the ground?

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Man and Nature: An unremitting apparatus by Dirha Qazi - Pakistan

It is this reciprocality

of synthesis and elimination

between asylee and defender  

where each owes its very existence,

to the other

and keeps holding up this System.

Take example of a food chain;

Nature produces what Man consumes

or Man utilizes what Nature produces

both being

the ends of this chain...

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