I am not made of flesh,
But of the spaces between things
The pause between heartbeats
The silence after a last breath
The moment when a falling man
Realizes no one will ever hear his scream.
My voice is borrowed an echo of someone who stopped speaking long before I was born.
When I open my mouth the wind carries my words away like ashes from a pyre
That burned nothing but the hope of being remembered.
Not darkness but the absence that came before it a hollow so complete it has outlived even the concept of light.
I am the abandoned temple where angels come to forget their wings where every echo is a requiem for a prayer that never was.
When I peel back my skin i do not find blood or bone. Only an endless corridor of locked doors each one leading deeper
Into a room I cannot enter.
My reflection has grown tired of me and now turns its back when I beg for recognition.
There are dying suns in my veins
Collapsed into silence their light smothered by the weight of their own gravity. I have learned to wear this collapse like a second skin a black hole masquerading as a man.
آخری بات
اگر تم مجھے دیکھو تو مت دیکھنا
میں وہ سوال ہوں جس کا جواب خود سوال بن جاتا ہے
میں وہ خاموشی ہوں جو چلّاتی ہے
میں وہ موت ہوں جو زندہ ہے۔
کچھ اور بھی ہے
شاید یہ اندھیرا میری روشنی ہے
جو اتنی تیز ہے کہ آنکھیں چوندھیا جاتی ہیں
یا شاید میں وہ آئینہ ہوں
جو صرف تاریکی کو عکس دیتا ہے۔
میں اپنے آپ سے بھاگتا ہوں
مگر ہر راستہ مجھے واپس اپنے ہی اندر لے آتا ہے۔
اور گہرائی
کبھی کبھی لگتا ہے
میں ایک قبر ہوں جو خود اپنا مردہ اٹھائے پھرتی ہے
یا شاید ایک خلا ہوں جو اپنی ہی گونج سے ڈر جاتا ہے۔
رات بھی جب تھک کر سو جاتی ہے
میں جاگتا رہتا ہوں
اپنے ہی وجود کی وحشت میں کھویا ہوا۔
یہ رات
یہ اندھیرا صرف ظلمت نہیں
یہ اک سمندر ہے جس میں ڈوبتی ہوئی
خود میری چھاؤں بھی ڈرتی ہے
میں اپنے ہی سائے سے بات کرتا ہوں
وہ بھی جواب نہیں دیتا۔
کہیں کوئی چراغ نہیں
نہ شمعِ سحری نہ اک تارۂ زمیں
میں خود ہی اپنا صحرا ہوں
بے آب بے گیاہ بے آوازِ نسیم۔
A soul that breaks the silence not by speaking, but just by being there.
A soft light shining quietly in the dark night sky something you can only feel when everything else is quiet.
That light stays with every lost thought
and stands by when the world feels far away.
When the mind is tired and the night feels too long that light becomes the reason to keep looking up at the sky.
And now!
the night has passed and the first light of dawn has come but that soul, that quiet light, still remains.✨
An old sadness still hurts me It comes from deep in my heart when night falls.
A longing an emptiness a shadow of loneliness. When I turn back it feels like someone is missing. After sunset that scary lonely walk begins every step reminds me of broken dreams.
اداسیاں اور بڑھتی جا رہی تھیں
وہ چہرہ بجھ رہا تھا
یاد ہوگا
Signing of from thalamus! ⚫️
کچھ نہ پا کر بھی مطمئن ہیں ہم
عشق میں ہاتھ کیا خزانے لگے
داغِ دل ہم کو یاد آنے لگے ۔۔۔
The mountains shrug off their shawl of mist morning's last act of faith.
The wind hums through the pines
whispering: "Every night births its own dawn."
Then the rain...
tender, honeyed, eternal
like time itself confessing its love.
I stand
a moment a continuum ready to dissolve in this liquid silence.
The sky has poured its love since before forever.
The hills have waited since always.
And I?
I want to become the space where they meet. Subah Bakhair💐
I am not sad just hollow not broken just numb not lost i am … i am just floating.
Chaos in my veins silence in my soul how am I both too much and not enough?
Empty but full of chaos, numb but drowning in feeling what a way to exist.
I am the fire not lit but forged in silence from every word I was forced to swallow.
They thought they buried me in their quiet.
But they didnt bury they fed the flame.
Dont love me as I am. You never did. You only love what bends, breaks, obeys. But I I only know how to burn.
Love the chaos you poured into me the storm you sparked and then feared, the ashes you flee from now because they carry your name like a scar burned into dust. You wanted a spark, a little heat to warm your ego. But I became a wildfire too loud to silence too wild to claim. And now! in the stillness under this half lit sky with my eyes glowing red and my face half hidden behind the shadows of my own becoming... you burn too.
I claw at the dark until my bones crack burying shadows in my veins choking on their lies.
But the night swallows. It digests my defiance. I hunted fireflies once…
Trapped one a dying star. Crushed it. Watched its light drown in my palm. Truth Nothing burns forever.
And you !!!
(eyes stab the sky bleeding fury)
You hypocrite moon false light of hope stitched with betrayal.
Hanging there, half-eaten dangling the lie of almost whole
You spit on my hunger.
Go on Fade. I carve my prayers on gravestones now.
Your light was always poison a covenant of rot.
پختہ ذہن اور رومانوی دل کا ایک ہی جسم میں ہونا المیہ ہے۔
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