By: Mahrukh Ameen
I dream;
I am an angel,
Soaring through the sky
Glorious wings burning in fire with a furious glow
I am a fallen star,
Snatched away ruthlessly from the galaxy
Thriving for earth, light never faltering,
Carrying destruction with me
I am the darkness,
Churning with nothingness,
Eating away every soul that is alight,
Swallowing emptiness,
I am a helpless gazelle,
Trotting through the woods, never stopping
Holding on to dear life
All hope flickers,
I am a lost soul
Grieving in starlight,
Searching the gravestones in faint nostalgia
The agony of dying hope echos,
I am the moon divine,
Casting a soothing flash
Healing wounds and cherishing glee alike,
A mere cracked beauty,
I am an escaped demon,
Darkness surrounding me,
Feasting on sorrows and memories,
Throwing a curtain of despair over fresh dreams
A hideous ecstatic conscience that overwhelms,
I am the pain itself,
Gnawing through my prey,
Consuming every moment of happiness,
Draining each drop of hope from the pulsing veins
A loathsome sight it is,
I am hunger,
Seeking refuge in the slums,
Casted out by the blessed,
Plastered on creased faces of boney figures,
Clawing deeper, thrusting them towards insanity,
I am fear,
Nesting inside the weaklings,
Lurking in narrow corners of dark alleys,
My roots firm, towering over raw ambitions,
I am HOPE,
A wondrous luminosity,
Casting a warm sheer glow,
A messenger of death to all that is dark,
A promise of a better tomorrow.