Not Answered.

By Maham Shahbaz.

How more ironic could this life get?

Crying while smiling,

Dying while living,

Scared while boldly claiming,

Lying while telling the truth,

Blessed? yes , if that means cursed

Loved? Yes , if that means hatred

Noticed? Yes , if that means ignored

Cared for? Yes , if that means ignorance

I’m happy with you but that is wrong

I’m not alone , yet no one is around

I can see the light but its all so dark

I can see the white but its all so black

Why give the power to dream,

when its just a fantasy ?

Why make a dream world when

reality is where every one has to live ?

Why are we in this hell,

when we didn’t ask for it? Did we

do something wrong?

Ungrateful ? are we all not ungrateful?

For we were not given a choice,

Helpless we are , but there is no other option,

But who can question?

We don’t want to be called as traitors

Doubt no one while every one can doubt you.

Wings!

This Poem is Written by Maham Shahbaz :)

See that bird over there?? In the cage?

She wants to fly away..

Into the wilderness , into the open air.

She wants to feel what was made for her,

but she cant..

She tries , she cries , flaps her wings and thinks.. 

“are they meant for flying or for beauty?”

She looks outside to the breaking dawn.

Hope floods through her cage..

“maybe today he might let me go”

she thinks..

On the orange sky she looks at others fly,

Her heart skips a beat for she knows 

her wings are really meant for flying.

She flaps her wings again, trying to break free.

Her master thinks she is hungry,

so he gets her food and water,

The heart broken bird sits their,

quietly thinking why cant she fly with the rest?

Her master comes up to her and tells her he loves her,

She looks at him with a broken heart and tearful eyes,

hoping he would understand for those,

who love can see right through your heart.

He mistakes them for gratefulness and walks away.

The bird sits there now all alone.

the sun is setting..

Others fly toward their home and,

she still cant fly..

Outside she looks at the sun.

drowning in her sorrow,

With the setting sun, her every bit of hope sets,

As the darkness envelops her,

she tries to think what she did wrong,

She is trapped in a cage made so,

lovingly by her master,

She has wings but she cant use them,

She cries in the night over the selfishness,

of every man who doesn't stand up for her,

She cries when no one can see,

So that her master’s heart wont break...