Abdullah Zaman Babar is a poet and an author. He studies Electrical Engineering at Air University, Islamabad. He currently resides in Islamabad, Pakistan.
In the streets of nowhere,
Dwells a soul among the soulless,
With a stifled wish to ease elsewhere,
Like a prince in a fortress,
‘What about life at present?’
He realizes on a gelid dawn,
‘My life is an unpleasant present’,
A tear, in his begging bowl, rolls down,
His misery grows along the day,
But no hand stretches to caress,
To make him smile and gay,
At this hour of prolonged distress,
Only one seems to have interest.
“Sir! What do you wish?”
“Attention, applause and trust”,
And he flips a coin in his metal dish.
Away from the streets of nowhere,
When he gets up to call it a day,
A black cat from elsewhere,
Intercepts his way.
His arms spread
She turns away
Now her lips puckered
But he’s gone.
She materialized an infant wish of mine
That I once flagged up to find her love
Seeing not, her infancy sublime
I bagged a burgundy bicycle that I dreamed of
Each morn a shaky voice in the cold would rise
While leaning my bicycle against her thigh
‘Come baby get your ride’
And a toddler would hop on the saddle with joy
‘Steer your way nice and balanced’
‘Like you would live your life in the nearest future’
‘For I will be there at your back, every instance’
‘Just promise me you won’t look behind until I utter’
It wouldn't be long before I would break my promise
Witnessing her standing away I would fall down demolished.