Strangeness
In the dimly lit corridors
Between the two realms
Of sleep and consciousness
Are lost in the cruel haze
of wakefulness
Author: 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....
Beginning with “M”
For the impossibilities
Have faded in yesterdays
Be grateful that memories
cannot workThe Violinist
Last night sleepy eyes began to breathe in
All details flawlessly emanating
From divinely immaculate perfectionBUCKET LIST
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 backLittle Girl’s Strawberry Moon
With a full pink moon
And starry nights
I will stand underneath
The Northern lightsCORONATION
Escape somewhere far, deep in the warm shades
Of welcoming woods where life never fadesRELUCTANCE
With crisp veins
Waves goodbye to the rising east wind
Eerily the night bird welcomes the Moon
