Biography of asma bahrainwala
A Star in this Vast Universe;
A Drop in these Vast Oceans;
A Blink in the Eye of Eternity;
This Is Me.
asma bahrainwala Poems
A Sudden Storm
The blinding light Of the brightest ever sun Suddenly shrouded By a thick pall of impenetrable darkness.
I am a well. Confined by a wall; Restricted by a boundary; Stagnated by it all.
Who Is A Friend?
A friend is someone To call upon During times— Good and bad.
Beach (A Tanka)
Pebbles on the beach Pierce through our heels as we walk A mild price to pay For the damage we subject
Is Poet A Lunatic?
“A poet is a lunatic— Beware! ” This is what I encounter Each day.
Looking back in time Twenty one years seem just A Flash; Joys, Sorrows, Love, Friendships,
Let Me Fly
I was born Free. Free to fly high And soar into
Look at me! I’m so old And tattered and battered; Made so by the unceasing
On one fine day When he awoke, A thousand thoughts Passed through his head.
The One That He Loved
When he saw her The very first time, All that he knew was That she was his.
Rendered Incompetent (A Tanka)
I am exhausted Thoughts no longer yield to me Language disobeys Ideas turn their back on me
The cursor blinking On a blank page, As blank as My blank mind.
The Process Of Poetic Creation
The process of creation— Churning, grinding, distilling. The myriad expressions— Tossing, turning, burning.
Patience Is The Key
Though life is a creased cloth, It can be Ironed out.
I Am Built That Way
I am built that way—
No alterations can be made.
You gotta be thick-skinned,
You gotta be manipulative,
You gotta be artful.
But to be all of these—