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I Am Standing on the Threshold of a Terrified House

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I am a psychologist from Pakistan. l am a thinker, observer, avid reader, writer, and past-time story-maker.

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Poetry

I am standing on the threshold of a terrified house

I am standing on the threshold of a terrified house

May the certificate of desolate life be given to me too


Release me like this, my friend

Never broken in the heart, the rain looked like this


Many colors of Firefly shine in the eyes

One day forgive them like stars


The wall and the door for which the separation are cut

Feeling of remorse we have run emotionally


The doors are closed to me out of horror

Get rid of the terrified house and let me go


The unfulfilled desire remained in the hearts

Please tell, what's the story of them big puppy's

The existence of which is certain, the resurrection is the end

So no matter how much you become God, you have to be human

The truth of words and deeds must be broadcast in the end

Don't persecute God, and remember so carelessly

The existence of which is certain, the resurrection is the end

Don’t ask how it is

So don't ask how it is

So far so good


Still there is no religion, no morality

Unnecessary actions are still common


Still here everyone busy

Still here everyone worried


Still here Rupee money rare

Still here everyone helpless


There is still darkness in every direction

That is still our missing action


Still, it is a freedom march

Shame is still a prisoner


Still, there has been a spate of violence and killings

That still all is well now


Everyone is still looking for a name like this

It is as if every name is still infamous


So don't ask how it is

That is still everyone unwell

The one who becomes a slave to habit

The one who becomes a slave to habit

Who walks the same path every day

Which never changes speed

Who does not risk his life

Who does not experiment

He dies slowly


The one who gives up emotions

Who prefers black to whites

Which breaks people's hearts

Who smiles at the meaning

Which breaks the relationship

He dies slowly


Which turns happiness into sorrow

Who speaks bitterly

Who is unhappy with work

Who has malice in his heart

Who lives in dreams

He dies slowly


Who does not travel

Who does not study

Who does not take admonition

Who does not find grace in himself

Which does not satisfy itself

He dies slowly

Comments

Nimra sial (author) from Pakistan on October 02, 2021:

Thank you much dear Maryam Fatima

Maryam Fatima from Pakistan on October 02, 2021:

Nice poems.

Nimra sial (author) from Pakistan on October 02, 2021:

am waiting for your feedback

Nimra sial (author) from Pakistan on October 02, 2021:

Hope you people like my new poems

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