In a show or bravado
I’ve set up a man of worth
A facade for fools
A ploy to abstain from dirt
But it feels so strange when it’s dark
Were we so frantic from the start
Like a drifter from the night
Indulged in hazy dreams
You will see me somewhere
I know where you’ve been
Because I’ve not been anywhere
Maybe I ponder too much
But it’s sheltered in my head
a haven can hold so much
But on days it’s hard to hold your tongue
When ink spills afar
Some days when my vision is too blurry
When I’ve been defiant for hours
Such endearing nightmares
To my pride so shrewd
To my masochist despair
Littered in anonymous crowds
You will see me somewhere
Imagine unfamiliar towns
I’ve been everywhere
The writer is based in Lahore. He is a lawyer by day and an aspiring poet by night.
Published in Daily Times, November 5th 2017.
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