Maryam H. Viqar

A seeker, dreamer, scribbler, reader, writing poetry as musings of a restless mind....and yes 'the sight of the stars makes me dream' too....

Strangeness

the ugly writers
In the dimly lit corridors Between the two realms Of sleep and consciousness Are lost in the cruel haze of wakefulness

Buds

the ugly writers
With days that pass, every hug that you miss seems a great loss Like a prisoner in chains, or a culprit behind bars No nights go by without looking at the sky full of stars

The Violinist

the ugly writers
Last night sleepy eyes began to breathe in All details flawlessly emanating From divinely immaculate perfection

BUCKET LIST

the ugly writers
Just sing a happy song in public With words you can't recall Even if it's all wrong. What with the secret heartache You carry within Forget about him and move on Never look back

Forgotten

the ugly writers
My last memory Is of a dandelion blown away squirrels running up a tree And ducks racing in a big pond

BLUES

the ugly writers
Inspiring, intriguing to write poetry Like clear water And my favourite mug of coffee

REVENGE

REVENGE is a poem written and shared by Maryam H. Viqar for The Ugly Writers with the theme Stuck! for the month of February.   REVENGE   Words Carved with rusty blades From icy slabs To be Gulped down Drowned…

BURNS

the ugly writers
Ember tongues Breathing upon Magnanimous webs Inside a tattered heart Pyre fumes