Sunday, January 25, 2015

Memories

as they come
they might knock the door
but mostly without a foretelling,
they enter and amuse the ego

they spread from one empty room to another
igniting the old, forsaken corridors

in utter silence
the final ghost of speech awakes
and this sound is the cause of damage
in all our humane endeavors.



AEY ISHQ HAMEIN BARBAAD NA KAR - NAYYARA NOOR 

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