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Shahzia Batool

Rookie - 416 Points (Pakistan)

A Wasted Ride!

That hide and seek
of shade and light,
that misty dawn
with cool poise,
smoky eyes, cold hearts,
that tired glance
which blurred the scene,
that journey dark
in frozen fog
and that too
without the sustenance,
neither the mile-stones guided
nor the destinations reached,
I was faced with time-constraints
either to wait for someone
or to search myself, now
I stop mid-way
and look at my hands
i find there just a truth wide
all regrets for a wasted ride!

Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013

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Courtesy: Shaista Nigar for this translation of her urdu poem! ! !

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  • Bronze Star - 5,557 Points Amitava Sur (1/13/2014 12:47:00 AM)

    A lovely write describing the pain within. Truly most of our drives in our life is wastful. But still we have to live with these Shazia.... we have to sustain.... no other way. Very nice
    Though a little diff. you may read my poem I have been listening (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,032 Points Kanav Justa (1/12/2014 1:28:00 AM)

    one day we might know, , whatever the time we wasted, was not a wasted time at all....
    excellent write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 131 Points Beach Girl (9/8/2013 12:43:00 PM)

    I sometimes feel like this, like I've wasted a lot of my life and have had little to no emotional support, 'a dark journey without sustenance' I can't stop though, and I can't go back. Loved your poem, very expressive. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Aimanu Begum (8/27/2013 5:11:00 AM)

    The rough journey undertaken by the soul, to discover the self, to find its purpose...sometimes we see the light, the meaning, the purpose..discover the truth, the self...sometimes the vision is blurred.Confused in the dark we grope for our way..puzzled and in need of a guide, we stand still and wonder if the journey to seek the self was not worth at all, while the time slowly passes by...........Wonderful Shahzia Batool..a thoughtful and neatly woven poem. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,585 Points Sallam Yassin (8/24/2013 11:25:00 AM)

    in every wasted ride
    we may gain the truth
    for the journey we go through /It is very soothe some time
    to cry about ur pain/ bravo (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 501 Points Tribhawan Kaul (8/24/2013 9:44:00 AM)

    Life can never be a wasted ride. It has to go on with no regrets felt. Curve of learning may ascend. Opportunities may play hide and seek. Ultimately one searches and achieves what one wants. The poem brings out some harsh realities of life yet the life is worth living. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Akshaya Pawasker (8/24/2013 12:06:00 AM)

    No ride is wasted as long as we learn something from it though regrets are always there.nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,028 Points Valsa George (8/23/2013 11:12:00 PM)

    From being caught and held a prisoner in this blind alley, there is a need to get out somehow! When all hopes are blurred, strange enough, we see the glimmer if light at the other end! ! That's life.... one of light and shade, victory and defeat.... a journey of destinations reached and missed! ! Strikingly powerful! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sajad Meer (8/23/2013 10:37:00 PM)

    What Introspection! The poetess might know the best vista, but i can feel the struggle of the outer self with the inner self. Wonderful poem! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 33,497 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (8/23/2013 8:37:00 PM)

    A Wasted Ride! by Shahzia Batool is a beautiful poem in which poetess brought the reality about the soul and body....a soul is on ride in this body and we came on this earth with a specific purpose 'to bring peace and harmony and called best creation of Lord..but we are not as per the creation i find there just a truth wide
    all regrets for a wasted ride! ..this the marvel write of the poetess anguide to the human civilisation and did an act to awake the sleeping soul... thank you sister love to read and think to clear the kink (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 219 Points David Wood (8/23/2013 5:38:00 AM)

    Life is a merry go round where we get on, go round in circles and then get off dizzy. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 8,767 Points Heather Wilkins (8/22/2013 8:26:00 PM)

    In life many times we feel the ride is wasted. but we must ride on into the future nicely written (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 781 Points Thomas A Robinson (8/22/2013 10:29:00 AM)

    much to read in the palms of your hands
    one finger, two finger, three finger wide
    the lines traced between the beginning and end
    all open and close at eternity's gates
    four finger and thumb you seem to me
    to have a hand on the situation troubling thee (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,095 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (8/22/2013 6:03:00 AM)

    No light at d end of d tunnel poem but whoever dis is about shud look 4 rays of hopes or find sth else dat interests them.
    Wondrful poem. Warmest wishes. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,503 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/22/2013 4:48:00 AM)

    There are many things in the world that blur the scene. One wants to achieve many things in life and cannot achieve all. What counts at the end is if a fraction has been achieved. Let empty hands don't mean a wasted ride. A thought provoking poem beautifully crafted. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Aswath Raman (8/22/2013 4:10:00 AM)

    An extremely good write Ma'am! The regrets of a wasted ride should not arise in midway. The gain will be known when it needs to be known. Remember the chinese bamboo! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Passionate Reader (8/21/2013 4:33:00 PM)

    The whole description is so vivid and the words you have used to describe the gloomy atmosphere actually brightened the whole description thus creating a beautiful harmony! ! ! And the ending is again so strikingly beautiful! ! !

    I stop mid-way
    and look at my hands
    i find there just a truth wide
    all regrets for a wasted ride!

    loved it! ! !
    Blessings (Report) Reply

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