By Saima Rashid
Look…
Those silhouettes
Are coming to derail
The calm of the
Hamlet!
Men, Simmering!
Women, worrying.
Youth, fuming.
Children, sobbing…
Are they on prowl
To resurrect
The dark times? –
The one
That proved
Blackhole of
Our innocence
Long back!
Why aren’t streets
Simmering?
Look, that dream stuff
Might be their
Next hunt…
What has happened to
Rebel pulse of
Vale…
Why everybody
Appear partner in
Silence, sob and shriek?
Why don’t they speak up?
Speak up, people!
Just speak up!
Look that hamlet
Of the fairy
Is being threatened…
See how…
Coming times are
Casting their shadows!
Maybe, now,
Silence should shatter
For souls’ sake…
