Ode to Poem – Poem #13 – (2022)

The structure of the poemThe poem of each dayMust have stanzasMust have versesAnd it must have rhymes. Must show feelingsWithout escaping the structureIf you make a mistakeYou have to correct itGet it right, right away. © Shuhab Abro

I Know My Worth – Poem #25 – (2021)

When I say words,I mean them.I do not waste my breath,Neither do I pretend things.You’re lucky if I said I love you!Even luckier,If I’d said you’re everything to me!But, You tried to squander my feelings!And I knew my worth.So I walked away! © Shuhab Abro

There is No Room For Me to Have Feelings – Poem #23 – (2021)

There is no roomFor me to have feelings.Under you, I was foiled, My face blanked of wonder.A pitiful ordeal, my cheap toil. I hate you for stealing my feelings. My crooked back ached; My knees bled from kneeling,The whole sum of my feelingsGiven up to fund you.There is no roomFor me to have feelings. So

How could she help me? How can one drowning rat save another?

I dug my hands in my pockets and kept my head low. I pounded the streets, walking fast, going nowhere. In my mind I kept going back over our relationship, scene by scene, remembering it, examining it, turning it over, looking for clues. I remembered unresolved fights, unexplained absences, and frequent lateness. But I also

Let Me Not Wander In A Barren Dream!

Oh My soft-moaning RomanceWith tranquil lute!Fair plumed mist!Queen of my heart!Make melodious this rainy day. Shut up you idiot phone, and be mute:Bubye! for once again the fierce dispute,Between curse and heartfelt clayI must burn through;Humbly once more in the assay. The bitter-sweet of this Shuhabain fruitPoet and a cloud of sind,Sire of our deep