I was the one
who never loved to live
life so long
and lonely lamenting besides
wrestling shreds of shared hope
I once tried to end it
but it remains there somehow
thereafter I never believed in killing it...
A breeze through the brazen world—
Where none but the dead bodies of hope
Keep on waiting to find someone to help them cover their faces,
Where numb hands die for a soft live touch,
“It was a long jump, children!
No, a forceful push behind made me stumble down
An unintentional jump—yes, a jump!
It took me hours to cross
Javaid Anwar is a Kashmiri poet, drama critic and theatre worker. He writes in Kashmiri, Urdu, Hindi and English languages.
Javaid Anwar has worked as a language teacher and has experience of teaching English Literature in one of a well known degree colleges in Jammu and Kashmir.
He has done his Bachelors degree from Bamina Degree College Sri ...