Hanan Akhtar Ansari

So, the skies have moved away,
and the earths
pushed aside my frozen feet.
I shall rightly wander, then,
...

A tree-
a tree with green leaves,
a tree with yellow leaves:
a leafless tree-
...

There are souls that smile at dawn,
Though night has stolen all their sleep;
They wear the sun upon their lips,
While silent storms run dark and deep.
...

Fresh air chokes my lungs
Moonlight trembles on the frost
Silence cups my grief.
...

When the stars bow down,
and the moon wanders
across the edges of night,
searching for the quiet
...