Beyond Reach! - Poem by Shahzia Batool
The colored clouds with a glistening gray base
are temptations enough for me
to get more close to myself, and
to color my hands by soaking them
in the liquid arches of the rainbow shades
so lavishly spilt as if
the palette is dropped down by the artistic hand
on the western edge of the fabric of the azure sky…
Or create a splash of vibrant hues
In those colored lakes
for unless I touch the cloud with my own hands
I wouldn’t know
whether it is as soft as cotton
as cold as ice
that white and gray and golden cloud…
Let me feel on my pulse
whether it gets melted down in the warmth of my hands
or simply freezes them in return…
O’ to fly so high
that the stars start looking bigger than the apparent size
on the sky
Alas! Quite beyond my reach!
How tough it is to make one’s angry Muse reconciled,
Or the lost one, found?
So it is confirmed
by many more desperate attempts to compose a verse
ending in failure…
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so this one is no exception!
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