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  • ishrat_zaman 73w

    In the stream of my conscious-
    ness and in my unconscious-
    ness you are the single
    incumbent thought that
    interweaves my mind,
    carrying the remnants of
    reminiscenses, reminding
    the swears and pledges,
    revealing the cicatrix of
    treachery, reverting back the
    tears falling from the lacrimals.

    ©ishrat_zaman

  • ishrat_zaman 74w

    Deserted Love

    O beloved! you deserted the garden
    of our love, leaving the flowers
    of ecstasy withered, buds
    of proximity welked and fountains
    of eternity deceased.
    O beloved! your departure has turned
    my land into a graveyard, and left me
    yearning, for your mere glimpse.
    O beloved! you left me dying in the desolations of separation but you
    wrapped yourself with the
    stains of betrayal.
    O beloved! you destroyed my heart, conquered my mind, yet my soul's
    pining for solace in your arms.
    O my cruel beloved! I might be
    nothing to you but your mere arrival
    is an Eid to my land, and a fabrication
    to my destruction.

    ©ishrat_zaman

  • ishrat_zaman 74w

    From a seed
    to a fully bloomed flower
    time renovates every petal,
    from atrocious
    autumn to the tender
    zephyr of summer.
    Resurrecting the parched
    roots, soothing the cauterized
    leaves and rejuvenating
    the wilted buds.

    ©ishrat_zaman

  • ishrat_zaman 74w

    Enchanting is the
    way you captivate
    every soul in the
    realms of your
    peculiarities.

    Enchanting is the
    way you bring
    destruction to the hearts
    of your well wishers.

    And enchanting is the
    way you make
    everything fall for
    you desperately.

    ©ishrat_zaman

  • ishrat_zaman 74w

    On the broken tablet
    Of the heart, expectations
    Wailed, wailed with the pain
    Of having no souvenirs
    Left, but the name of the
    Beloved engraved on every
    Nook and edge of the shards.
    And the shimmering
    Memories haunting
    More than the
    Unfaithfulness of
    My beloved, each
    Second I try not to
    Miss the sweetness
    Of past yet I get more
    Dragged into the labyrinth
    Of those beautiful lies.
    ©ishrat_zaman

  • ishrat_zaman 75w

    I wish I could cuddle my heart and cry like a frantic mad!

    ©ishrat_zaman

    June 29, 2020
    11:32 AM

  • ishrat_zaman 76w

    In the mosque
    of my heart
    every prostration,
    every orison I made
    was for your sake,
    Yet you are undoable,
    unaccessible, unforgettable!

    ©ishrat_zaman
    //Wednesday, June 24 , 2020//

  • ishrat_zaman 76w

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  • ishrat_zaman 76w

    You can achieve
    the cataracts of tranquility
    only by thriving
    the enlightenment
    of your soul
    and deceasing the ignorance
    of the time and
    ignoring the resentments
    inurned in the hearts.
    ©ishrat_zaman

  • ishrat_zaman 76w

    I have incinerated the
    vision which was root
    to my dreams yet I cry
    on every thought of not
    accomplishing them.
    ©ishrat_zaman