4 hours agoMember-onlyThe Factory WorkersA Poem — The factory workers on their morning break, Amid the clang and clatter of machines awake. The chimneys puff out smoke and soot, A murky haze that blankets the outlook. The men light their cigarettes and puff away, A moment of respite in the arduous day. Their weary eyes seek solace in the…Love1 min readLove1 min read
4 hours agoMember-onlyYour Tender TouchA Poem — In the warm glow of your ever present love, I find myself enveloped, like a hand in a glove. The worries of the world fade into the night, As I bask in your love’s ever-glowing light. With a glass of wine, I let my worries go, As the liquid fire warms…Love1 min readLove1 min read
6 hours agoMember-onlyA Void that EchoesA Poem by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan — There is an emptiness that howls deep inside, A void that echoes in the human mind, As concrete towers reach towards the sky, And spellbound forests slowly die. Where Nightingales sang their sweet refrain, Now factories belch forth black smoke and pain, The sun, weary from its daily toil, Seeks refuge from the…Poesia1 min readPoesia1 min read
6 hours agoMember-onlyThe Shadow HumansPoem by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan — Like wolves we stalk our prey, Silent and vicious in our ways, Bringing forth the winds of darkness, From a higher realm we reign. We ride the cryptic winds, Through the night we soar, In search of our next victim, To feed our hunger and more. Our existence is shrouded…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
1 day agoMember-onlyYellow Colors of LifeA Poem by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan — In the bar I sit and watch, As humans get drunk and lost Young people talk and boast Their eyes filled with hope and trust The girls dream of pleasures The poets recite their verse Unsuccessful in their pursuits They blame the world and curse Philosophers pontificate As if they hold…Poetry On Medium1 min readPoetry On Medium1 min read
1 day agoMember-onlyFailuresA Poem by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan — Failures come every evening As faithful friends they come to stay With wine and dance they bring their greeting Until the night has slipped away Their beauty fills the dim-lit room Their company brings comfort near As I drink from their lips, I assume That success is not what I hold dear…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
4 days agoMember-onlyThe Chill of the WinterA Poem — When I open the window, I find A world of winter wonderland divine, A frozen reservoir and pine trees tall, Eternal footprints imprint in the snowfall. The icy air whispers a funereal hush, Twirling, diving over the chalet roof’s rush, The world outside lost in a veil of mist, Roofs, trees, towers, all…Snow1 min readSnow1 min read
4 days agoMember-onlyMemories Slip Like SandA Poem by Muhammad Nasrullah Khan — Memories slip like sand, Through fingers, they fall, Echoes of her honey silk voice, Now lost in time’s dark pockets. I try to grasp them tight, But they slip through my hands, Like a mirage in the desert, Vanishing into the sands. The sound of her laughter, The touch of her…Memories1 min readMemories1 min read
4 days agoMember-onlyLife in CanadaA Poem — In the midst of the rush and the cold, I see the small houses, huddled and old, Attached together like children in fear, In a world that’s not always kind or clear. I see the people, rushing to and fro, As if they were born with nowhere to go, Their feet on…Canada1 min readCanada1 min read
4 days agoMember-onlyWhispers of the SoulA Poem — When darkness falls upon my soul, And shadows creep into my heart, I listen for the whispers bold, That urge me to make a new start. For when I feel lost or alone, Those whispers guide me on my way, Towards a place that’s yet unknown, But where my spirit longs to play…Soul1 min readSoul1 min read
