Parched Poem by Nosheen Irfan

A blazing sun orbits the sky
Painting in pale blue expanse the futility
Of resisting the patterns of fate

Beneath the acacia a cat sleeps the slumber
Of the satiated belly and of thoughtlessness
Inviting the stare of green-eyed envy

From the window nothing is in sight
But the blurred future of a lover who chased
Obsessively the shadow of love

Heat is seeping into the curtained houses
Pouring a steady stream of consciousness
That body is at war with itself

Words too are parched and wait for a dip
In flowing waters with the zeal of a protagonist
Who must sail alive to the epilogue.