Though dismal dawning sky rebukes longing yet here I am,
in quiet fury hung discouragement loathing the way I am.
I believe darkness can dissipate with the flowering of light,
it’s impossible to go on between crossroads yet here I am.
We loved similar to the way one learns to become unafraid,
I wonder whether heartache understands the way I am.
Mournful winter how much longer until end of bloodbath?
surely world must know answer judging by how silent I am.
I stand hoping tears may convert into fulfillment of desires,
when sky comes falling you will know just how devout I am.
Photo credits: Giphy
Process notes: Magaly invites us to craft poetry that wastes no words. I chose
to write combining two concepts together:
“I tell you this to break your heart, by which I mean only that it break open and never close again to the rest of the world.” ― Mary Oliver.
A stunning ghazal “Kab raat basar hogi,” by Faiz Ahmed Faiz where he longs for
love, peace and revolution.