The Silhoette of Voice

hafsah bashir

Description

"Silhoette of Voice" brings the sensibilities of love, life, leisure solitude and memory into perspective. It is all about the engravings of these impressions on poet's voice.
Silhouette of Voice is a streak from the panoramic perspectives towards factual and fancied state of affairs. It is a soundly subjective consciousness of the ideas and truths in their very nature. It also entails an epitomized understanding from an objective standpoint but nevertheless it stands out as an independent commentary. It is a fluid viewpoint of how love colors; how desire lives and solitude emotes. It encircles how the inertia and monotony of mundane life malign the hours of leisure and how wings of sleep minimize the burden. Love is a mirage and life is its retreat. The echo of silence becomes the rhythm and Time plays the melody. Time is an inescapable and linear shade of truth and how we take a resort in its fragile shadow. The immortal design of life perpetuates in every single act; perceived or practiced. Life is a mere act of breathing, and breathing becomes a celebration of little events. This silhouette is neither linear nor plain rather rich in hues and tones of truths we live with.

Sujets

• Poetry

Informations

• Publié par: Archway Publishing
• Date de parution: 11 janvier 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781665735728
• Langue: English

Extrait

the silhouette of voice
 
 
 
 
hafsah bashir
 
 
 

 
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6657-3571-1 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6657-3572-8 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2022923656
 
 
 
Archway Publishing rev. date:  01/10/2023
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
dedicated to the love; that makes it all palat able
Contents
Me
O’ God
In search of me
Superpower
Fabric
Imbibition
Reins of me
Craft
A heart possessed
Stains
Sleep
Taming
Solitude
Celebration of monotony
Inertia
Hour of leisure
Labor of love
Channels of desire
Cloak
You
Voice
Care for me
Echo of silence
Quotient
Time and you
Osmosis
A shade of shadow
Gravity
Rain and you
Let’s meet
Beauty and the beast
Life
Lantern
The design
Breathing
Clerics of conscience
Wounds and weeds
Disillusionment
We
Memory
Remains and repetitions
Third league
Undoing
Time
To be or not to be
Retreat
Façade of fulfillment
Helix
Seeds of need
Parting is precious
Innocence to experience
The quiet
Love
A place
Mirage
The dusk
Wedlock
Parents
Become yourself
New York
Rain in new york
Me
O’ God
let my soul whirl around you
let my body cripple at your black door
that black house of yours where you reside
magnanimity and beauty end up in infinity
serenity and sanctity surrender
love and peace take refuge
purity and tranquility originate
that black house of yours
if you reside in black
darken my heart so that it can contain you
In search of me
on the windy rails of egos
slippery slides of temptations
gloomy growl of darknesses
pleasing pursuits of the self
deadly ditches of failures
sleek slits of hopes
falls in the falsifications
 
I have been looking for me
and me was sneaking into corners
was wandering through
the corridors of oblivion
looking for a curtain to hide
from the face of enlightenment
 
me was dark and mysterious
 
illusion of mighty me
surpassed whatever was ethereal
and I gave up
now I am scared from
bouncing back of yearning
confrontation of real me
pounding thunder of the longing