Virgin Sheets… 1201-2k14 Poem by saadat tahir

When darkness spreads its veil
the night its many pains
When light no more shines
upon shadows the demon reigns

Bare days merge in useless chore
night lays bare its many harms
When fears they grip the heart
So the bed with its thorny arms

When yearnings pierce the mind
Pain throbs in feet blisters corns
When spells and howls echo
Witches shriek their evil charms

When lonely times spent already
play endless in colorless forms
Then unmet wishes freeze in sighs
soak virgin sheets in happy dorms

Then a dazed feeling takes root
that the twain shall never meet
A wish echoes in the empty heart,
go, vanish, be unseen like a dying beat



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saadat tahir
12th Jan,2k14
Islamabad.