Is It Futile? Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Is It Futile?

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A lifetime of unlived hopes and fears
Can we count these moments in numbers?
Can you add a digit to my bankrupt dreams?
Questions and Answers
If this is called life
Then let me ever feel
The agony of unrevealed mysteries
Let me pronounce
My name in some ancient lingo
Let me feel the pride
Of being an oracle
Of this enigmatic land
Of creatures
Who have been known
Only for one thing
And that is
Living without Love
Can you outlive
A moment
When your mortal body
Can’t beat or breathe
Without the rapture
Of heart
Without the anguish
Of mind
Without the reminiscence
Of moments
Lived on some other land
In another epoch…

I may sound insane
What is sanity to you?
Is it a name of that lady?
With whom we slept together
In our co-morbid imaginations
Let’s create something
Tonight
We are likewise
Ignorant but prudent
Why not?
Rage against this plagued night
You say
It’s futile
If it is,
Then we all are in vain…


Jan 06,2008

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