bomber girl

faceless shadow
shroud of virginity
only you know who you are
and your hidden dream
secret cartwheel
upside down
skin making love to the wind
demure bride of war
kissing the rug of prayer, wallering
in the ghost of charlemagne
exalted in your father’s army
adorned corset of nails
your heart beats
your body ticks
your purpose bleeds
through
the tourniquet of day
did you hear the dulcimer
is he ready to receive
will he receive
those you sacrifice

Rating 3.00 out of 5

dear mortal

the embrace of love
is impossible to release
for love knows no temporal thing -
it is merely borrowed
by delicate hearts
upon a fragile plane.
our body yearns for pleasure
yet our refrain is that of pain
and the colors of bliss fade
to black and white,
in human time,
as the flesh we wear,
this veil of silk and shroud
clouds our vision;
the never ending flame -
love eternal.

Rating 3.00 out of 5

you

my eyes search
for honesty
as i undress your
lanky girlish quiver
sprawled upon a perfect canvas
revealing the contour of thin porcelain lies
that you allow to crumble
into shell, into tears, into ether.
you rest unearthed
no longer afraid of yourself -
who you might become in my eyes,
and deeply through locked pearls
we search the diamond
not to change
never to destroy
but to paint
you
as you are.

Rating 3.00 out of 5

THE END IS COMING:

THE END IS COMING:
That day is nearer!
When the sky would be filled with
One star…

That day is nearer!
When the door for seeking forgiveness would
Be closed…

That day is nearer!
When the verses of Quran for guidance would
Be removed…

That day is nearer!
When the sun would be ordered to come closer
Toward the Earth

By: Rana Rimsha Ramzan
15 years old….

Rating 3.00 out of 5

THE LAST HAPPINESS

THE LAST HAPPINESS
Once there was a girl, named Youmna. She was so prudent and helping girl. She was leading a happiest life with her family, buddies and neighbors. She always used to try for make others happy. All persons i.e.; her buddies, neighbors and relatives so much used to admire her. She exclaimed that she was the happiest girl of whole world. She always yearned to make others happy as she was. Those girls who were elder than her used to ask that how could she manage laughing all the time? They used to ask those types of question enviously, but she always used to shun them and didn’t paid heed to their questions. Beside that she used to reply them in joking. Her best quality was that she never used to share her anxieties or bother nesses to others because she’d known that her buddies so much love her and she hadn’t want to sadden them. Youmna and her friends were so much jovial and never thought negative. At the time of study they used to study and at the time of playing they used to play.
One day her buddies planned a surprised party for her on her birthday. She wasn’t aware by their surprised party. At last on her birthday they gave her a surprised party. They enjoyed so much. At midnight their party was finished and her buddies’ leaved her house. Before arriving at their houses their car was accidentally hilted by a large truck and fell down in a river. All her friends were drowned.
When Youmna got a wind of that accident she offed her wits. She was stunned and started howling and busted into tears.
From that day no one again heard her laughs if any body used to try for making smile on her face, she used to start crying instead of laughing.
But she always used to utter “THAT BIRTHDAY WAS MY LAST HAPPINESS………..” one disaster curtailed Youmna’s life and then she left alone………………..

Rating 3.00 out of 5

THE MOON

THE MOON
It was the last time of night,
When the moon said me good night
“I’m going to sleep, because
I’m falling in sleep”
I smiled on hearing and
Said with daring;
“Certain I’m you won’t come,
He who goes never returns’’
He stopped on hearing,
Replied with searing:
“If I promise you never fulfill
It won’t be done;
Moon I’m no human I’m,
So how it would be done”

By: Rana Rimsha Ramzan
16 YEARS OLD…..

Rating 3.00 out of 5

WHEN I…..

WHEN I…..

When I think about you
Sun starts blazing…
Moon starts gazing…
Stars start jazzing…

When I think about you
Some thoughts come by & by…
My heart joys…
My heart cries…

When I think about you
Wind starts to blow…
Time passes slow…
My heart fills with sorrow….

When I think about you
Some thoughts take me high…
Some feelings turn me sigh…
Some reminiscences make me gay…

Rating 3.00 out of 5

MY VALENTINE

MY VALENTINE
Last night!
When I saw you with twinkling eyes,
You were singing with very inspiring voice,
When I came close
& close and close
Then I heard you,
And lost in deep thoughts…
You were praising, praising
And praising & praising
I smiled with spark,
& holdup my heart,
You were staring, staring
& staring and staring,
I was breathing high,
With much more sigh
You led down with holding mine hand in you hand,
I sighed and you said;
“Would you be valentine of mine?”
13th Feb, 2010
by Rana Rimsha Ramzan

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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