Qumber Rizvi Poems

When Sun went down
and Earth went dark,
My friend was sitting alone in a park.
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The night, pitch black, is fading into grey,
And I, sitting here, am looking for stars.
Wonder, how far goeth cries of my pray.
Wonder, whichever God would notice my scars.
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There are nights
When the wolves are silent
And only the moon howls.
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My city brought the new 'metro' trains,
running beautifully in grey and maroon.
Instead of riding my bike when it rains
now I take refuge in this cocoon.
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You come still in my dreams.
They are more of nightmares.
Nightmares, tingled with love.
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A castle of gold,
Her world so bold.

But she, like dove,
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Wonder what it's all about
That glimmer in your eyes.

Can you, lady, answer me
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I was blind, but now I see
That it was all you, indeed never me.

You walked in and just
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"The pen is mightier than the sword."
But is rather used by the coward
To turn the truth, blue, into red false.
And to build up some very hideous walls
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