A Tiny Token of Gratitude

I am not good at expressing myself. Maybe that’s the reason I write. I never developed the habit of sharing my thoughts. Maybe I didn’t have true friends or I was/am designed this way. I guess I’ll never know. So when my thought sharing door was completely closed, I embraced two ways, One-Sobbing Alone-I know…

Love – A Duet

A collaboration with Aquib – An excellent poet, writer and a wonderful friend. If you haven’t been following him yet, you guys give his site a visit and I’m certain you won’t regret it and you will make an awesome friend.   1. The birds of Siberia bringing heralds, Serenading peaceful song in the sky,…

Imprinted Scars

Palpitations Restoring giddiness Tummy aches Shaky legs The wave returns; The familiar air, Somber weather!   We get poles apart In a jiff, Yesterday; You were me, Today, I don’t know you!   Frustrating, How this poem doesn’t rhyme! Alas, You’ll forget everything, It’s just a matter of time!   And yet My struggle, With…

Reality Hurts

I woke up from my fantasy week, Now things just seem bleak!   I believe fairy tales don’t exist, As reality hits me with a fist!   No matter how hard I try to avoid, These dreams always make me Paranoid!   How skillfully I lie to myself, But actually I know Fantasy is beautiful…

Not a Bed of Roses

Life’s a conundrum! Some of us wonder what’s in it for me. We devote everything in search for the answers. And the others plan to make someone’s life miserable. Part of the world where I live in, society is omnipotent. Everything else follows. I may start with one example and then I won’t be able…

Hostage

A well-written story by my dearest friend and sister Novus. The world needs to know the truth. Please give it a read and follow this awesome blogger. Here I am. Alone in this cell. I don’t know how many days I’ve spent waiting for my final hour. They said that it will be soon, and I…

Ill-matched

Odium and bigotry Under the same roof, Disgusted feelings Departed vehemence!   Is this a foul-up? Or A nasty destiny?   Nauseated existence Mundane mornings Dead evenings, One waits for the end Other pines for liberation!   © 2018 Soiba Tahir Photo: Google Images

Haiku: “Pain”

Strange how pain assists him If it wants to be no more It starts robbing his words   © 2018 Soiba Tahir Photo: Google Images

Verge of Collapse

There’re situations; the major ones, when we become indecisive. I’ve had such moments in my life. Occasionally; I question myself, was I being confused or diplomatic? Was I Afraid or courteous? And when I know the answer and still act indecisive, that is me being fearful of the outcome of my guarded decision. So, when…