Sharika Hafeez


Just A Bottle Of Ink - Poem by Sharika Hafeez

In my hands
I write my story,
And in my mind
I write memories.

In my heart
I write my pain,
But in my face
There is no crease.

Beyond these lands
I stalk the prairie,
And beyond my mind
I stalk the breeze.

Beyond the cart
I chase the rain,
But beyond this chase
There is no ease.

On my eyes
There are words,
And on my thoughts
A light blink.

On my seat
Is hidden a pen,
And on my table
A papered link.

Beneath the sighs
I move forwards,
But beneath the clouds
I cannot think.

Beneath my feet
There is a glen,
But beneath my fingers
Not a bottle of ink.

Topic(s) of this poem: confusion, depression, pain

Form: Verse


Comments about Just A Bottle Of Ink by Sharika Hafeez

  • (6/1/2016 7:42:00 AM)


    As always, deep, philosophical and inspiring! (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (12/3/2015 12:52:00 AM)


    Thank you for sharing, Sharika (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/3/2015 12:13:00 AM)


    Nicely written poem, we all go thru this confusion at times and you captured it nicely in your poem...10+
    I invite u to read my poems.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 2, 2015



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