Sharjeel Shahid

Rookie (22 December 1990 / Lahore Pakistan)

Without Glasses - Poem by Sharjeel Shahid

Seeing the world without glasses is seeing things barely,
sit and you watch things more deeply,
start to understand the world more clearly,
things that call upon you more dearly,
you cant depend on them merely,
because being close is scarely...haunting me,
in the eyes which i used to see purity seem so gloomy with guilt,
waiting for spring till it all turns bloomy,
till it settles the silt destiny is by your own hands built,
my problems are by me myself only dealt,
some flyin emotions calling for me are felt,
waiting once again for my stone to melt,
situations tied up tight with the belt of aggression and frustration,
to get things better i sit on heights and wonder upon the emotional creations,
each emotion is a whole new station, its the preparation for sherry-ation.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009



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