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My Scattered Thoughts i

Did I ever say I'm always right when I never was?

Should I blame others when I could not understand myself?

I'm a piece of jigsaw puzzle

which can never fit into any frame.

I don't know why do I always get failed in telling what I feel…

Am I wrong if I wish to be liked for what I am,

And not for what you like me to be?

Why do I excommunicate myself

when get angry with the world?

Am I the criminal most wanted,

or the hated judge though I never did crime or passed any judgement?

God! Save me from my getting lost in the dark…

Would it be difficult for me to get rid of the pain that lasts,

The thing that hurts,

The flame that burns?

I am neither Cleopatra nor the queen-bee,

But why then when no cries were heard

And no blood was spilled

Even then the soul got crucified?

The cemetery is the peacefullest place I've ever seen

With so much life

Lying scattered, entombed…
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Long before I've left the deception of knowing myself! ! !

Submitted: Sunday, February 17, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 15, 2013

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  • Muhammad Ali (1/22/2014 2:49:00 AM)

    long before i have left the deception of knowing myself.
    knowing oneself. most difficult assignment in the world of demands and hopes.
    ''jis ny apny nafs ko pehchana, os ny apny Rab ko pehchan''.
    I think, it is me i cant trust. It is me i am deceiving. It is me i am fed up. It is me the hidden enemy.
    Very sad, very real, very beautiful.

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  • Bri Edwards (9/14/2013 3:49:00 PM)

    Shahzia, i especially liked (at least partially agreed with) the comments by Don Ketchy and Unwritten Soul.

    and Robert Green wrote: An Amazing, insightful poem Shahzia, this poem must eel(sic) what every thinking human being on this plant(sic) must feel, think all the time. Maybe as we are just about to be interned*** we will know our own inscription for our tombstone. i don't feel the feeling portrayed in this poem all the time, and probably feel it rarely, if at all. i consider myself lucky in this respect. others may think me weird (and a few have called me that!) . as for my is a nice idea, if we weren't running out of space and resources to indulge in the luxuries of burial and tombstones. yes, cemeteries are peaceful and a good place to go birdwatching at times, but i may rather want my body left out for vultures to dispose of as i've heard has been done in some societies. we DO have vultures here in california. hmmmmmmmm? thanks for sharing. well-written. bri

    ***rather than interned, i believe R. Green meant interred (i didn't catch that at first reading....and i also misspelled weird the first time. even we great poets are fallible. and i misspelled fallable(sic) the first time.) ha!

    past tense: interred; past participle: interred

    place (a corpse) in a grave or tomb, typically with funeral rites.
    he was interred with the military honors due to him


    Am I wrong if I wish to be liked for what I am,
    And not for what you like me to be? .........NO! But i think you are wrong/foolish if you EXPECT TO BE or INSIST UPON BEING liked for what you are rather than for what others like you to be.

    AND: Long before I've left the deception of knowing myself! ! ! ..........i can't be sure what is meant by this line. written as it is, it seems to be the end of a sentence or the beginning of a sentence, and NOT a complete thought. BUT if you put a comma after Long before......then you make it into a sentence which to me means that long ago/a long time ago you gave up the deception of feeling you knew yourself. :)

  • Heather Wilkins (5/26/2013 11:20:00 AM)

    we are all different but in so many ways we are all the same Shahzia this is beauitfullwritten with a lot of insight and emotion

  • Besa Dede (5/2/2013 10:17:00 PM)

    Very deep poem dear Shahzia! You amaze me with the simplicity with which you write... yet, your thoughts are full of insight and truthfulness. And I do agree with Walterran Sally when she says that each of us can find a piece of self amongst your lines. Thank you for describing them so nakedly truthful.
    Best wishes,

  • Walterrean Salley (4/18/2013 11:46:00 PM)

    Each can find himself somewhere ‘mongst the enlightening lines. What an “epiphany” this poem is. Well done Shahzia.

  • Lasoaphia Quxazs (4/18/2013 6:45:00 AM)

    Dear Shahzia, just know that we are all different, we all have a built in feeling. What we are, we are. When you find who you are you will know the truth, that you are wonderful as you are. Do not care who wants what, and when you love yourself as you are, it will not be necessary that others would approve you.

  • Lyn Paul (4/13/2013 12:30:00 PM)

    Blaming...Why? So many questions. Cemeteries too me to are incredibly peaceful. Well written

  • Jen Walls (4/12/2013 5:38:00 AM)

    Yes, when we leave our self-deception within the graveyard of self judgement...we are truly free to be our soul's divine purpose. Wonderful write dear Shahzia!

  • Diwakar Pokhriyal (4/12/2013 4:31:00 AM)

    An amazing piece of work: -)

  • Frank James Davis (4/11/2013 1:57:00 PM)

    Fascinating and insightful!
    Excellent, Shahzia!

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