The Lingering Remnants Poem by Usman Hanif

The lingering remnants
of broken dreams
are still afloat
in the stream
of gushing blood!
fading away while flowing...

Though they disperse
but pollute along the blood!
The only antidote
revives the loss
but kills the flavor along;
giving birth
to a dead soul...

The dead soul
could die no more
no death, no funeral
no breath, no life
not even the will to strive
but a debris
of used life...

So!
I drain the pill of remorse
into the sparkling life
and leave them desolate;
the lingering remnants
of broken dreams…

13-02-2009