Waseem Sherif

Waseem Sherif Poems

Here in this darkened room
Everything is a wonder
No walls, no ground, no roof
Just hands, a pen and a paper
...

I can't stop chanting about the emptiness inside
It's like a broken record, a mantra of my pitiful life
wind passes right through me never had to hide
voices echo within me and nobody hears their cries
...

Tears reached the eyelids;
Wide open, were the eyes;
a state of silent surprise;
Tears flowed down the face.
...

Raf Raf is crying.
Every dawn it rains.
When silence seems to heal
All our eternal pain.
...

So many feelings yet so few words
I'm lost within these runes of love
It feels like music played with magic
And I'm just so helpless to play it along
...

my mind is hollowed by nothingness
feelings washed away by the infinite waves
taken to the deep ends of the mystical waters
leaving my lifeless meat rotting with aimless craves
...

eyes closed
the mind is free
thoughts rejoice
tranquility
...

No breeze
Just freeze
The sun
With the cold eye
...

I see stars,
Sparkling stars up in the sky
Its calling
Calling every staring eye
...

There’s a tunnel
I’m walking through
To get to you
...

Everything is falling apart
And I'm sitting here, watching
Watching my pitiful heart
Falling back to the start
...

and so I wake up
after an extended sleep
no coffee at home
I gotta buy another heap
...

In slumber we saw the veils lifted
We saw the sun being twisted
The darkness bleeds from within
Dark drops make lines so thin
...

love is too much for poetry
boundaries and chains
shape its natural property
in compositions in vain
...

I'm writing for all the emptiness
I hold inside
I'm writing for the lost memory
of my past life
...

in a dream I was there
to be with you and for eternity
silent and full of grace
you were there reaching for me
...

verse 1
Once in a while I get a wakeup call
But I never opened my eyes.
The life I have is cheap after all.
...

Crazy is the world
kicking it with all our might
stripping it off
every atom without respite
...

-1-
The truth's in my genes
eating me from the inside
hungry as it is
...

Waseem Sherif Biography

A man, a pen and a word merged to form the absurd. I am what I do not know but I am the word unheard.)

The Best Poem Of Waseem Sherif

Darkroom

Here in this darkened room
Everything is a wonder
No walls, no ground, no roof
Just hands, a pen and a paper

The idea is to bloom,
When all words join together
Lifts me up to the blue moon
A kind of "self-chase matter"

I'm going to cry very soon
For my soul can't take this pressure
Tears will be shaped by the mood
Then all things will be clearer

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