Vigils & The Mood Swings! Poem by Shahzia Batool

The day long incurable despairs, the night long sighs
Or the lifelong desires yet to be fulfilled
Vigils level everything every night
Healing up the bruises caused by the fine crystalline needles
Of the broken dreams embroidered on the eye-lashes
Where even a wink is a pain now

Tears slid down the soul inside
Plastering the heart burns, soothing them
Pains-not fully alive, smiles-not completely dead
Both rock me and lull me to sleep, but
Pain my Brutus, and I am no Job

The eyes ajar
On the star-littered night sky,
By the stroke of the glances cast,
Joining, connecting the pointed glow of the distant starlets
I sketch the contours of the faces
Gone though not forgotten
They pass at me a contagious smile, I get cured

May clouds seem friends with me,
Pouring forth my heart out in thin, thin, sprinkle drizzles
Knowing my pulse I treat myself candidly
The fury of the tides subsides
The pendulum of emotions gets managed
The mood swings cured! ! !


© Shahzia Naqvi