Asma Khan


Still Moon - Poem by Asma Khan

Above the still moon of a mirror
flick the dreams to quieten the fear


The stars of those cold eyes wither
as all hopes begin to shiver and quiver


Eternity may well, be the only surviver
calling all norms into power


That an eclipse of the moon confuses nature
no one can explain beyond this as a teacher


Tastless as it was ever and has been
yet what may compare to this beautiful sin?


Streaked and erased, fate gathered no mass
pouring a lifetime of stories into an hourglass


Nostalgia for the past for its pains
no man can carry it's own remains


Not even your keeper denies your existence
such auras carry no miles no distance

Topic(s) of this poem: hope

Form: Stanza


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Still moon is in everyone's eyes. Try and find out.

Comments about Still Moon by Asma Khan

  • Saadat Tahir (1/20/2016 10:14:00 AM)


    deep and philosophical
    it resonates a sad line...rolled in past days are the withered flowers of yesterdays

    v nice
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 20, 2016



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