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August 2026 - Year 28 - Issue 3

ISSN 1755-9715

Two Poems

Waheeda Yasen, Pakistan

waheedayasen@gmail.com

 

 

Insouciant  Days

Days of full felicity

Days of absolute bliss

Days of immaculateness

Days of selflessness

Days of naughtiness.

 

Days of purity of love__

Days of being as innocent as dove

Days of not considering ownself above

Days of being indifferent to straight or curve

Days of being immune to weak or strong nerve.

 

Days of mesmerizing span__

Days of being careless about spick and span,

Days of making others fan

Days of fascination toward coin flan

Days of memorable childhood span.

 

Dysania

In winter season,

In long hot cold nights,

Spending a bulk of time,

In watching flicks or reading empowering books,

Then entering the valley of sound sleep,

We often face dysania.

It appears a herculian task,

To get up and do morning walk,

We crave for an extra doze,

With sweet dreams of flying high,

But alas!

Wishes don’t come true,

With sleepy eyes,

We have to gird up loins guys.

To evolve,grow,shine and rise.

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