Drowsy eyes
Read the same lines
Over and over.
Category: Poems
Dustful Dreams
Yesterday, he called me in my dreams
Strolling in the dark green meadows
I turned around to look at him
Then walked away.
Next thing I know,
He is by my side
Giggling and questioning me with his eyes.
So I stop and ask, “Who are you?”
To which he replied “Your daemon.”
Self Isolation
The day was long and cold.
Not a soul to whisper a word or two.
“Oh how long will this go on?”
She sighed and complained
While absently stirring her pot of porridge.
A troubled mind
Became a cause of my misery
A hurtful racist remark
Made me doubt the sanity of humanity.
Stereotyping
It doesn’t matter where you are from
We all have faults of our own.
Lend a helping hand when you can
There’s no point kicking someone into a hole.
The Spring Comes
When spring comes,
Nights are shorter
Days are longer and warmer.
When spring comes,
It promises life and growth
Along with new hopes.
When spring comes,
Birds chirp, bees buzz
Trees bloom with fresh buds.
The seasons have changed
When spring comes
There’s always merriment
& freshness in the air.
Mufasa
A mighty growl
From the majestic beast
Sent the hyenas
Scurrying into the hills.
An Appeal
Be wary, be wise
Push socialising aside
Please stay safe inside
This storm too will subside.
Good Ol’ Days
Smell of freshly-baked sweet and savory puff pastries
The tea kettle summons with a whistle from the kitchen
Rustling newspaper and creaking wooden chair call to you,
Making it cozy and warm, papa and mumma are home!
A Cup of Love
Everyday I drop by at the cafe
& order my regular: Chai Latte.
Everyday I sit by the window
Just to get a glimpse of you again.
Everyday you bring to me
My cup of warmth and walk away.
Nuraine Sadaf 