Shahida Latif Poems

I need fresh air to breathe,
All around sullied is the environ,
And seasons do not unfold flowers.
Thousands of birds soar in the sky,
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What kind of madness it is,
A moment complains to a moment;
Now fate has brought us both
Together after centuries,
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What kind of talk we converse!
What kind of words we speak!
We only sieve, strain the words
We sift the spoken verbalized sounds,
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I am aspired;
My wings are open wide,
A new world is in front,
The sky is wide spread,
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The Encaging Walls Shattered
After the ages long today,
I heartily wept a lot,
After the ages long today,
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A Mesh
Over the loathsome lying culture,
I see a hovering leading vulture,
Came from the distant alien land,
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To the Gushes of Wind
Oh! The winds your gentle gushes,
Bear with the fragrance of the land,
Of five waters, the dust of the streets,
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The forsaken are recollected,
The forgotten are remembered,
But one who resides in the deep,
Recesses of the temple of the heart,
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Ah! I am despised to see the moving dustbins,
Containing the scrap of greed, avarice and hate,
Indifference, selfishness and too callousness.
The men and women though they seem to me,
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The World: a moving alive picture,
A display, exhibition of pain,
Saddening events and agonizing soreness,
Where blood flows, shreds lay scattered,
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