B R O K E N S C R E E E N Poem by Danish Sarfraz

Shedding tears late night,
Haunting witch frequently bite.

Resurrecting every day.
Daily quarrel turning clary.

Care, love, a film's short,
Life merely a hellish hot.

Mourning, keening in memories hive,
Soul is dead with body alive.

Pains and sorrows twisting me,
Intercession of relief setting free.

Dracula enjoying a wounded prey,
Adding more in sorrow's Tray.

Drastic change and rising Sun,
Expecting Nothing but Heaven's fun.
(Danish Sarfraz)