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POETS’ CORNERPOETS’ CORNER

POETS’ CORNERPOETS’ CORNER
Subtle woundsBy Laraib ZakirAnd just like that, it started to happen.Without knowing when Everything grew weak.The hair thinned, tangled in knots.I walked, but the legs ached, way too much.The fragile smiles failed to lighten up the pale face, it...

Extracted from Youth and Age by Samuel Taylor Coleridge A perfect moment By Sara Batool What else can we do but to wait for a moment, that is perfect and happy, and impeccable, but how shallow we become after experiencing that very perfect moment the experience becomes less perfect that perfect moment becomes imperfect and look to our fragile heart it beats and longs longs for something some moment that’s perfect.Where no hope is, life’s a warning That only serves to make us grieve, When we are old: That only serves to make us grieve With oft and tedious taking-leave, Like some poor nigh-related guest, That may not rudely be dismist; Yet hath outstay’d his welcome while, And tells the jest without the smile.Subtle wounds By Laraib Zakir And just like that, it started to happen.And just like that, it started to happen Without knowing when Everything grew weak.

Subtle wounds.Without knowing when Everything grew weak.

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