Mehreen Mujeeb

Why should we suffer?
Why should we pay?
Why should we do this everyday?
We are tired of doing this everyday
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Look into your mirror
And tell me what you see
Is it really you?
Or someone you cannot be
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My pen can’t write,
Feelings on my paper.
My heart and mind fight,
To find words to display;
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Truths and lies have now made me numb,
Even tears of mine do not know why they rain.

The truth hits me as it comes,
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The fire in his eyes,
The anger in his teeth;
Is not real.
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Dew electrocutes the grass
Not a day it forgets
Water shatters like pieces of glass
Slowly flowing into sunset.
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She falls
Like a mountain slipping from the sea
She’s desolate
Yet she believes.
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God ignites fire
He ignites fire everywhere free
The flames spread wild
Planting flowers jading we.
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Darker
Night by night
I still tip-toe in the rain.
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Pieces of twigs bullet across
They pierce through the air
The breeze snatches leaves
The orange sky breathes through bare trees.
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My clouds keep getting heavier
Please tell me if they’re clouds
Or just mist floating by
What lies in those clouds
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Talking to myself
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know myself
I don’t know anyone else.
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Can people please stop driving cars;
Screeching on striped, glossy roads.
On mother earth’s bare skin we have made scars,
By those rugged tyres that scorch.
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Love is carried as a burden
As a load tied around your back
You expect your lover to carry your load
And trip in all your cracks.
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Lightening sparkles in the clouds
As it pierces through the misty sky
The deafening thunder ignites the darkness
As the winds begin to cry
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With her stiletto nails
She scrapes dried blood from wounds
Blood chips off making trails
She follows trails bleeding.
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A layer of tears coat my eyes
To keep it from the cold
When glaciers form
They avalanche down.
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My tears burn ditches
While ploughing down my face
Flames of feelings still arsonise
Even when else fell to dust.
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And it is the colour within
It is the shade of my sin
The melancholy in my grin
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I follow lightning
To see the sky's broken torch
I follow thunder
To watch the sky scream.
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