Posted in Poems

Lacerate

I was lacerated when it was a no from her,
My imaginations were wounded when it was a no from her,
I retired from all my sweats to woo her yearnings,
Afterall to content was my only endorsement to her.

-Murad

Posted in Poems

Trance


Your omission from life has plugged me out,
Your adieu from life has hushed me,
I wanted you to be perinnial,
But you chose to be provisional,
You echoed in my veins,
You submerged in me that I can’t abandon you,
Your trance was so deep that
I was ever in hangover of you.

Murad