Freedom

Saturday, July 16, 2005 | 10 comments

by

Summiya Nizam




Hands reaching out from furrows deep
and nameless faces crying out loud
Skies pouring fire with flaming ether filling lungs
Skin dripping off bones as vultures feed

The deafening silence, the roaring whispers
and shrivelled hearts shrieking for mercy
Blinding currents coming down as armed men
Watching over, cloaking mummed thunders

Minarets lonely stand over barren cemetries
Truce was too severe a word.
Dawn cringes to tread into desolate enclosures
as inky darkness howers with tyranny

Irreparable voids as wreckage and ruins
pour thawing tears behind shattered egos
Premonition should have been delivered
before the compensation for autonomy with existence.

Saturday, July 16, 2005 | permalink | 10 comments

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10 Comments:

lovely poem, summi! the imagery is especially striking - it really brings home the horror of it all!

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 23, 2005 10:55 AM  

Man now thats DARK. Well written. Good choice of words.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 24, 2005 8:46 AM  

Wow, its a great collection of beautiful words which have been put together in an excellent way where you can feel the poet. Very well done and keep it comming.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 25, 2005 10:28 AM  

hey Summi, nice job there... quite dark a picture to paint this world in. Hope to see some lighter shades in the future.
Keep the verses coming.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 25, 2005 10:57 AM  

dr sahab... i am really surprised.. never knew u can deep like this...
moazzam

By Anonymous Anonymous, at September 26, 2005 10:52 AM  

first of all, it was a surprise !!! Didnt really know this touch of summiiii :)

Iam no expert at poetry, but all i can say is that it has lot of intensity and the sensitivity of the author is clear to be seen :-)

keep writing summi ... I'd love to see more :)


- chaitanya.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at November 06, 2005 6:39 AM  

Sum: you are as deft at your poetry as much as you are skilled in your medical trade, the poetry gives a lot of food to thought and am sure that you medication/treatment would give a lot of thinking to the ailments before they decide to reside in the bodies of patients... Keep it up.. i am really impressed... { Quid Johar }

By Anonymous Anonymous, at November 23, 2005 7:16 AM  

excellent poem .... well thought n so true

By Anonymous Anonymous, at November 23, 2005 7:19 AM  

Great Poem. Its a true picture of Indian Army's attrocities inside the Indian Occupied Jammu and Kashmir. I wish sensitive Indians can feel the pain the Kashmirirs r experiencing.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at December 17, 2005 7:53 AM  

This is a ultimate useof words to bring out the emotions. A Master Piece in itself.
Hope to see lots more of such writings.
Summi, You're amazing in playing with words.

By Blogger Sandy Upu, at January 24, 2006 1:18 AM  

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