Elegy-Memories
Poet: Saima Qureshi ©️ By: Saima Qureshi, LahoreI: "It's too hard to accept that you are gone."
You: "But the fact is I've, how long this false hope you can keep on?"
I: "It's too hard crying for you, to cease."
You: "But you have to find an inner peace."
I: "Its too hard to let you go, so I've to hold on."
You: "But dear you have to let me go and move on."
I: "I'm but have to shoulder the burden of your memories along."
You: "Why dear? Just let go of them and be strong!"
I: "Ok...let me sit a while,
and inspect my reminiscent pile."
You: "Yes, come on, slowly put down the lot.
I'll help you open the knot."
I: "Wait, before I do, let me think thrice,
after all these are the treasures of my life"
You : "Ok, have no fear
take your time dear."
I: "I considered, pondered and thought.
Answer to it I could not sought"
You: "You have to decide because for long, I cannot stay.
I've to go, ahead is a long way!"
I: "Before you go, just come a little closer.
Help me put my belongings back on my shoulder."
You : "But dear it will make you very hard to walk
You'll be left behind others by a chalk."
I: "No, these will be like living moments for me,
chronicles of those would give me glee.
And be...
Like warmth in harsh cold weather
A lighted candle in dark forever
Like cool breeze, in hot summer
A strong shelter when it's thunder
Like an empathy in time of despair
And a guidance out of nowhere
Like a hand always holding me tight
And a beautiful prayer for me to recite!"
You Cant Suppress The Voices
Their Hearts Grew So Fearless And Bold
They Bleed But With A Smile
You Can Vacate A Piece Of Land
But Their Faith Is Ever Increasing
Giving Others A Lesson Of Steadfastness
Melting Hearts Everywhere With A Glance
But The Hearts Of Oppressors, Weak And Fearful
Reckoning On Their Weapons N Technologies
Hiding Behind Their Lies And Devil
Waiting To Unleash A New Era Of Evil
A Man Hollowing A Wall To Provide Food To Hungry
And The Oppressors Bulldozing Patients And Injured
Killing Little Babies Like Innocent Angels
Yet Half The World Seems Blind Whats Right And Who Is Wrong
With Tied Hands And Empty Stares
Stony Hearts And Caring Only For Their Shares
Just Wait And Watch Till The Tables Turn
If You Ignite A Fire So Wild Rest Assured To Be Burnt






