Khwab Martay Nahin* Poem by Rehan Hyder

Khwab Martay Nahin*



Khwab Martay Nahin*

I am painfully sifting from this land of pure
some small fragments of dreams
that made it through the last bomb blast
My hands crimson my hopes cloyed in gray
but my resolve unyielding though my senses:
tresspassing into insanity’s terrain

Here Sarah!

Take these jagged half clad
malnourished dreams
nurture them with love
and impale this belief

dreams never die


* Urdu for dreams never die

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margery Rehman 06 April 2008

This I like-it's compelling. Regards.

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