ANJUM WASIM DAR

 

Solitude

 

when I sit alone by myself

gazing at the boundless sky

often, I see a solitary bird

gliding gracefully far up high

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

When I tread on ground or grass

trees and flowers and plants I pass

flies buzz around, butterflies flutter

ants walk in line as if to class

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

when I search the Heavens seven

created in layers consistent, my

questing vision perceives no break

but patterns amazing in the firmament

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

when I look at the pedestrian’s path

cars and buses pass on the road

tyres screech horns honk loud

faces smile in advertisement boards

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

busy days’ work is at its end

how time passed how did it fly

words thought more, less, penned

as stars appear to shine in the sky

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

days’ work done and prayers said

peace in my heart no fears no dread

then thoughts of a friend come to me

a source of comfort and company

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

faith in Allah my Guardian Dear

when He is near, I have no fear

when a friend is sincere and I

have the patient courage to bear

 

Then I do not think myself alone

 

Poem 2

 

Loneliness is a powerful thing

to write about.

No one hears

even if you shout

no one reads

there is doubt

Loneliness is a killing thing

lump in the throat

numb and afloat feet

heart sinking and

missing the beat

Loneliness is a depressive thing

It comes in a day

when a dear one is

indifferent and far away

with reasons unknown

what can one say-

Loneliness is a lonesome thing

it stays with the lonely

and makes them sing

when they cannot fly

with their broken wings.

Loneliness is a powerful thing

when it builds patience

when it fills emptiness

when it heals wounds

when it shows colors

when it reveals character

Loneliness is a powerful thing

when it does not come once

when it goes and returns

when it widens distances

when it cools the burns

Loneliness is the absence of response.

 

Poem 3

 

In Moments When I am Alone ~

 

In moments when I am alone

 

There are so many I lose count

 

I hear you voice in sweet tone

 

I reach out to sense sweet ionone

 

My spirit drowns in the unknown

 

searching in vain through the seamount

 

In moments when I am alone

 

There are so many I lose count

 

ANJUM WASIM DAR

 

ANJUM WASIM DAR is a migrant Pakistani of Kashmiri origin. Her Education is MA English Literature & Am. Studies. MA History, Punjab University.  Distinction in English Language. Post Graduate Diploma in TEFL and CPE, Cambridge University UK. She is an International Poet of Merit, Bronze Medal, Award Winner, ISP USA-2000, Short Story Writer, Author of Novel for Young Adults, “The Adventures of the Multi Colored Lead People”. Anjum's poems have been published in various Anthologies in the UK, USA ITALY SYRIA and INDIA