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Nida Ismail Shah
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Nov 13, 2018

Eternal Bliss!

Conversation of a lifetime. — Reader: I have stopped reading about the universe. How could I do that? The sky no longer looks nicely at me as it used to. The moon no longer gives me warmth. Stars have turned their faces away from me. And the Sun no longer sets. It remains as it is in…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Dec 21, 2016

Junkyards

Greener junkyards and pale bedrooms. The closet doesn’t smell familiar anymore, How I wish he could cry like that again, A gentle touch on the head; those black toughened hands, How I wish I could pay her a visit again, Deep under the soils, I hear her mother cry And every new day, I fail to…

Poetry

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Junkyards
Junkyards
Poetry

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Aug 24, 2016

Winter of ‘13

There is a reason why the weather is so dry tonight, There is a reason why this melancholic winter has to ruin the autumn’s reign. There is a sky that keeps an eye open, to just watch, The deals of the clouds, with the clouds Of the earth, with the earth, Did you ever know why? Did you ever think that the smiles, and the droplets of rain, snowflakes and letters, get dissolved into the earth’s chest, That they come from me? Did you ever know what I have been dying for? Did you know what messages enter your soul, through your eyes Whenever I cry, and whenever I look into you, Did you ever know there were questions too Inside this heart, besides the riot Did you? Oh mate! Did you?

Poetry

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Poetry

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Feb 25, 2015

Bullet Of Glass

For life wouldn’t be a life anymore, Without an owner, to lend all your beliefs to, And with a blasphemous purpose of life, I propose the downfall of all my creation A glimpse of the orator’s script, And I wouldn’t have to die for a heaven anymore Am I too selfish? Or too cruel to nature’s beliefs? For I don’t want to breathe anymore, And I didn’t know it would be a loss, The loss of a poem for that matter, A trigger, a barrel, and the bullet of glass, From the beloved , to the beloved, Find me a singer, and let her smile, So I could cry in remorse again, Find me a poet and all his poetry, So I could be able to die again.

Poetry

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Poetry

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Jul 10, 2014

Trail Of Love

A few more questions. A few more words. — Sheikh Babar Could I not go where the wind took me, Would you not be with me by then? I translated the unknown into what I did, Did you even spare some specs to hold onto what you wanted? How do I break these branches, trees, your cries, I always end up planting a new…

Love

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Trail Of Love
Trail Of Love
Love

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Jul 6, 2014

I Wish

When wishes reach the stars… — Here in this valley of flawed emotions and fake existences They know me, they all seem familiar to me And that is a shame. A loss, so irreparable. These distant lights i have always wanted to dissolve into, and When the past has never been so bright before The horizon is here…

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I Wish
I Wish

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Nida Ismail Shah

Nida Ismail Shah

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reluctantly calm, chaotic, enigmatic soul. Trying to find a way through.

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