If there was no God Who Created This Earth The Sun, the moon and the Stars Who is the one who looks after you Whenever you fall in a rut If there was no God Who then guides you the way To the true glory Who then takes you to the Righteous path to follow… Continue reading There is a God, I Know
I know I'm writing after quite a long time here, but I am really looking forward to knowing your opinions on this poem. If you are reading this, please comment and let me know through the comments section below. Panic gripped her heart She was immovable She didn't know what to do Where to go… Continue reading Suddenly | Poem
Relocate, A Short Poem by Sara Khan
Dancing, one of my favorite pass times, a hobby, a mood uplifter for me. I'm sharing two very different aspects of dancing, through the short poems below. Dancing |When A Woman hurts a Woman She thought everything will be fine 35 years and above, she artfully hid the truth From the one who loved her… Continue reading Reflecting on Two different Aspects of Dancing
I was the rythm to your heart You were the key to the art You made me tremble You made me strong Yet you let the villains enter the dorm The pain lies in the story that lies ahead Stooping to dearth gave them pleasure Our world ended, the treasure was gone A dead silence between us was… Continue reading The ‘Laugh’ that Ripped Us Apart | A Poem
I have been doing lots and lots of writing these days. Why? To brush up my skills, to complete the book, I have been writing, I'm almost there and the deadline is approaching... taking one step at a time to complete. In the procedure of writing, managing time for everything I had learnt a lesson. Here… Continue reading Lot of Writings and A Lesson that I learnt
What it is when you know the truth, yet you are not ready to confront. You keep yourself in denial mode by not accepting it. It's right there, infront of you, yet you seek so many evidences, so many approvals, that you forget the truth is going to stay with you forever, no matter what. It's true,… Continue reading It’s Not True | A Short Poem
She ain't so pretty Her eyes, the left and the right Differ from each other Taking away the looks The girls of her age In the neighborhood have She crosses the lanes With so much perseverance The boys aged fifteen Glares at her, with the language so mean She doesn't feel lost For she knows… Continue reading She ain’t so Pretty
It's been two months since she is carrying A brigade of thoughts on her mind So many answers she has to find Does it worth the time? A question she asks to herself Her eyes look for an answer While browsing though the bookshelf The one she is searching for is lost in the middle… Continue reading What’s Going in that Tiny Mind of Yours?
A reflection, through this short poem, on how someone whom you think really close causes the damage.