Bidisha Sharaf
Bidisha Sharaf Poems
Seeing the bars
My heart was trembling.
The man beside him knew us.
His ugly laughing face reminded me of every grave mistakes that I committed.
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After passing the night with confusion
I thought that I am too habituated to the urban life.
Is it really necessary to leave my cozy bed and
See the unseen?
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There be a bottle of wine
Beside me; a glass of the same in my hand.
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Stop coming in my dreams
So that I can sleep peacefully,
Do not bother even if I wake up or not
Because it suits you perfectly.
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You are not going to wake up,
No matter how many times I call you.
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This will not come back.
These clapping hands, those shiny eyes
There will be no podium.
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A peeping face from that mom made cotton coverlet
Sneaked into my rug!
Wanting to be friends and
You became my thug!
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This breathlessness in me wants to know
Where I left you.
A continuity of staying away
May not stop you but me.
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No, I do not want to be your Dido,
I do not want to be left over.
Will you listen to your father, Aeneas?
Are you scared about
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Have you ever been on a roller coaster ride
Where you constantly felt you were going down?
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Can I touch you again when the world is not shut down?
With all my heart, I want those cheeks of yours between my hands.
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Bidisha Sharaf Biography
I am an article writer, a blogger but I hardly can call myself poet. A girl who ran away from poetry is now indulging herself into poetry. Maybe I want to be the next Emily Dickinson! I am often called 'Writing Machine' because of rocket speed typing and witty thoughts. Who says who talks more cannot write? It is always the more, the merrier! Writing is the food for my soul.)
The Best Poem Of Bidisha Sharaf
A Hellish Time
Seeing the bars
My heart was trembling.
The man beside him knew us.
His ugly laughing face reminded me of every grave mistakes that I committed.
That ugly short man handcuffed in flowers
Scared me. I was out of the blue.
Seeing the bars
My heart was trembling.
I wanted to run away from the evil.
The evil did not lie in me, it was my decision.
Those urges were of no use that I wrote for people.
Now it is a new one, the language is new.
Seeing the bars
My heart was trembling
My hands were shivering
I penned through everything or something.
He was there, he was there too.
I forgot what to say and what not.
He told me to write, he said that too.
I looked down, down towards my feet,
Hiding my eyes to confront his ashamed eyes, his ashamed eyes too.
The world went upside down.
Seeing the bars
My heart was trembling
And I could hardly breathe.
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