Faizan Barlas

(17-07-1989 / Lahore)

Memory Of The Earthquake - Poem by Faizan Barlas

I remember the day the earth shook,
With all its might that it took,

The valley of peace, it was no more,
The only memory I abhor,

The sodden river was all that was left,
As the threads were pulled out of the weft,

The river, neither feels, nor sees,
Had not so be, it would cease,

The curvy stones would come to life,
If they heard the gloomy rife,

Trees that stand clustered in graceful mood,
Would move apart and then will seclude,

Sun that shines with the golden spree,
Would be no more than paltry,

The moon that sees nothing but at night,
Would suffer the plight of the destructive sight,

The mountains that peg the valley in white-face,
Would first feel the pain and then efface,

The stars that twinkle in the heavens above,
Would glow bright, guiding the spirits they belove,

When the earth cracked and rocked on that very day,
The stones and the gravel followed suit for child’s play,
The nature, to my dismay
Lies senseless till this day,

Only if it could feel, amidst the cries,
Till eternity will it weep for everyone who dies,

The same old look the nature still adorns,
As the flock of people mourns,

The memory reminds me of the scene I detest,
The beautiful smiles being laid to rest

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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (1/26/2010 9:30:00 AM)

    hmmm.... interesting and awesome piece (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

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