Light seeped in
Through a cracked window
Illuminating the room.
Paint brushes and stained cloth
Lay scattered on the
Greying dusty wooden floor.
An artist worked tirelessly
Somewhere in a corner.
Tag: hope
A sad melody hummed in the air
In the hopeful season of spring
The spirit of gaiety is locked away.
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.
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.
An Appeal
Be wary, be wise
Push socialising aside
Please stay safe inside
This storm too will subside.
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.
A sneeze, a cough.
Rises panic in the air.
It’s not you,
A certain virus is to be blamed.
Gathering Pieces
Her family was broken
She gathered pieces
Every single day
& put them together.
They would fall apart
Every single day.
With tears dropping from her eyes
She gathered the pieces
All over again.
With a single hope,
That some day
They realise through her
That no matter how difficult life gets
You need to keep aside your weakness
Put on a brave face
& keep your loved ones content.
She found a stem
with a tiny red bud
Fallen on the ground.
She took it home
Placed it in a glass of water.
Next morning,
She sipped her coffee with a smile
A gorgeous full-blown rose was by her side.
Nuraine Sadaf 