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Usman Hanif

Rookie - 10 Points (15-06-1988 / Rawalpindi)

My World


my darkglasses are broken
i used to wear them in the dark
now my eyes are swollen
i could not see much far;
much far, in the dark

i always wore them in the night
i used to block the dark rays
i used to see the light
and the gleaming passage-ways
the passageways, in the dark

the passageways led me to my world
i had created the luminous world
around my world was the dark void
my world was free of any dirt
whoever entered it was overjoyed
but there was some error
some error, in the dark

although my world was well-lit
yet it was surrounded by the shadows
and darkness fell on every bit
my world was showered with the dark
so i was surrounded by the darkness
the dark rays pierced my eyes
pierced my eyes, in the dark

and i couldn't understand anything
either i was living there
imagining myself wearing those lenses
or was i wearing those dark glasses
and imagining myself in the world
the world, in the dark

in either case, i was in the dark
i tried to tear up the world.
i snatched the world in my hand
and threw it in the gap
the world shattered like a glass
i realized that i was too fast
i had broken my darkglasses
so had lost my world
my world, in the dark...

19-01-2008

Submitted: Saturday, January 19, 2008
Edited: Friday, March 28, 2008

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