This Is My Story Poem by Lateef Jan Afridi

This Is My Story



This is my story

The Silent life

Desolation is saying

Why are you suffering cruelties?

One old story

Voiced by loneliness

Each wound is growing

It is saying some thing to me

From the lap of memories, I pick thorns that are pricking me

I am living in the shadow of falling walls


This is my story


A sign without signs

There is a fear flowing

It is saying some thing to me

Sent dew of love into my garden

The shadows of sadness are raining all the time

My eyes are getting tangled with the darkness

There is no one, No one at all who can tell me

How long can one watch the path of light

There is no one, No one at all

Neither close, Nor far

This is love

The heartbeat

Which is declaring its love

It is life that keeps on living

It is swallowing blood

It is sewing dreams of the eyes

Now no one is with me

But yet there is an awareness of the presence of someone

Tangled in the memories

There is a hope of life

This heart is a forest of memories

This heart is surrounded by thorns

From the lap of memories, I pick thorns that are pricking me
I am living in the shadow of falling walls

This is My Story
And this is my story

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Lateef Jan Afridi

Lateef Jan Afridi

Brag, District, Khyber, KPK. Pakistan
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