Huma Khan’s Blog-orama

my cryptic divinity
stolen from me without prior notice

my unseen virginity
stolen from me without shame

my forseen love
stolen from me without pity

my haunting memories
stolen from me without disgust

a world of illusions
a calamity falls upon us

a world of dreams
torture stills our desires

a man sits on a rock
percieving the unpercepted

a woman dies
giving birth to da unborn

a blind man
sees what the unblind can not

a deaf person
hears what an undeaf can not

you might not understand my heart
or my heart's desire

but it is my fate to be unheard
even if i make a sound

to be unfelt
even if i try to touch

sometimes,in my dreams
i see myself

hiding from something
i do not,or can not,see

sometimes,when i close my eyes
i see a face

smiling up at something
i do not,or can not, find

sometimes,when i laugh
i see the bright side

of things
non-existant or far away

but sometimes,when i frown
i only see Him

prologue - conversation 'now or never':

i want you to know something
something in my heart i've wanted to tell
and it might sting

what?you dont care?
can't you see the tears in my eyes?
can't you see it's something i can't bear?

you're an angel without a halo
you have a heart and yet you're heartless
have you dropped mine in some gallow?

listen,i know what this looks like
but it isn't what it seems
so don;t tell me to go take a hike

so that's what you want me to do,eh?for her?
fine,i'll leave
but i know you'll suffer

epilogue - 'to die is a blessing'

i told you,didn't i?
it would've been easier for everyone
so it's no use to cry

you were dying
and yet you didn't want to
to life,you wanted to cling

you wished,and it's granted
live the life you wanted
but believe me if i say you were better off dead

to live and yet be dead
or to be dead and yet alive
is a misery,one never has lead

to die is a blessing
to live forever,a sin
so believe me if i am forbidding