http://slow.writerscafe.org/RukhsanaShama The original writings of author Rukhsana Shama en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776128591 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 At times it feels I am that forgotten book on your shelfwhich you pick up when lead by the map of remembranceyou devour it and then put it back on shelf...leaving it, waiting... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1569032/ She was once a butterflyBudding with lifeHer wings, coloured with rainbowShe would fly as if universe was hersStruck by the Flame then;encircled in its mysterious light,She is a moth, nowLiving by the Flame...living off it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1478482/ How can your mouth tastes my mouth when it has just tasted anotherHow can your eyes devour on me when they just devoured on anotherHow can your arms be warmth for me when they just encircled anotherHow can I find comfort in your embrace when another embraced it just a little while backOur souls osci.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1413142/ I thought to freeze the moment foreverIn the lens of the cameraBut thenI froze it in my eyesFor eternity… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1400136/ I wear the ashes of my memoriesLike koh'l in my eyes... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1400075/ O you, sitting on the highest power echelon of this country Revolution is mere change of masks???O you who orchestrate these stage plays to ridicule, already ridiculed masses!O to you,The unnamed, the invisible nucleus of powerHave you ever seen the revolution?How it looks like?O YouYes you, wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1400072/ Stuck in his adolescence and childhoodHe took flight from glittering flowersOne to anotherDrifting further into an aimless, wandering, dark abyss  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1395765/ My fingers are burnt with the fire of my penMy words are smokeAnd ink has evaporatedYet I write This burnt mutilated tale of my lifeIn ashes and nothingness… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1389488/ In the haze of setting sun and bloom of the eveningI saw You walking with her in harmonyHer steps orchestrated with Your stepsShe looked at You and caressed You with her eyesTouched You with her gaze,In the stillness of the scenery Warmth, aches and shared painsresonated&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RukhsanaShama/1376588/