Disjointed (Notes From My Diary-3)
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Nosheen Irfan
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I see…or imagine
a world where
laughter aborts on pastel lips
heartbeats stiffen in ribcages
a gloomy silence becomes my companion
when the sun sets in my mind
i stand alone in a crowd
and i stand on frozen feet
day dreaming of flowing rivers and steaming trains
am I a poet?
who dresses life in metaphors
or my words are just rags
barely covering our nakedness.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
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