Semeen Sultan

Rookie (30th November 1956 / Pakistan)

Dead - Poem by Semeen Sultan

Dead till i meet you
Dead till i see you
Dead is my heart
And somewhere life goes on

Hours hang like old clothes in a forgotten closet
Minutes lie crushed on last nights crumpled bed
The sun drags itself across the floor of my room
And somewhere life goes on

Waiting is a game that plays out itself
And then it begins again
Destiny has stopped rolling its dice
And somewhere life goes on

August 08

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 13, 2008

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