A poem about a person’s struggle with inner turmoil and their quest for meaning and hope in a dark world.
This poem is a powerful reminder of the inevitability of death and the importance of being prepared for it.
By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
The poem expresses the concept of hope as an ever-present and resilient force. It showcases the power of hope to provide comfort and strength, even in the face of adversity.
I saw faces masquerade in a disguise
All familiarity gone, I ran away from lies.
I realized monsters were real beneath my bed
I took a run, but it was dark ahead…
‘This was Mr Bleaney’s room. He stayed
The whole time he was at the Bodies, till
They moved him.’
The pervasive phenomenon of postponed matrimony can be ascribed, in essence, to the scourge of unemployment, for myriad are the factors that obstruct individuals from embarking on the sacred journey of wedlock…
“ki hogyi hain kitni shaamen,
aur kitni shaamen guzren gi
kab ayegi tabdeeli ki shaam…”
“…Be beautiful in your actions, lovely in your deeds…”