http://slow.writerscafe.org/zahidarizvi The original writings of author zahidarizvi en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776007350 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Gaping at the bowl ofsoup stood the boy outside my tentMy stomach’s growlinggrew louder,But then,The boy looked weakand hunger possessed his eyesHanding the bowl overto him, he thanked me and ran swiftlyHe sat on a rock quitea distance away from the tents stepping.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1994305/ Gazing at the remainsof the shattered buildings around meHands tied up. Mouth sealed,forehead pressed in to the gravelThe edge of thesoldier’s gun poked in to my napeI shut my eyes waitingfor death to strike meSuddenly, there was anexplosion a mile awaySmoke fille.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1994304/ Remember gazing at the emblematicleaves on fire falling on to the Kashmir earthThe iconic chinar trees spreading outits long fingered branches pulsating across the meadowsRemember as I laid on the burning petals,the chirping birds sing to the rhythm of the dancing hues of the maple lea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1994303/ With decorated kohl eyes Istand staring from the tower in to the glazing sea Desiringto sing to the night’s melody  Melting in to thin air with my humming dreamsThe nightso young with the radiance of the moonlight kissing the sea shoresCaressingmy chin with the tip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1776876/ Awaiting to catch the glimpse of themorning sunriseOutside my mist covered windowCounting the sparkling stars in thepitch dark nightI do not count the stars anymore,nor, feel the warmth of the morning sunExcept drench my pillow with tearsLoneliness lingering within my soul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1776165/ Awaiting an army of salvationTo rip the fears possessed in hereyesTo shatter the pain buried within herbonesTo tear off her insecurities andsilence the painTo dive through her dreams and singto the rhythm of her heart beat Awaiting an army of salvationTo remove h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1748254/ The pearlwhite moon,glimmeringin the pitch dark night.Stars likediamonds,fixed on it.A suddenhowl from the forbidden woods,piercedthrough my ears.I satpetrified on the wooden bench…glancing at my reflection shown,On the icy blue pond.I threw apebb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1745255/ You are notthe punchline to a random statementYou are notto be undermined by the ill mindYou are notthe missing piece of the puzzle set up by the restAnd alas, youare not the problem, it is the societyYou searchfor a place called serenityDo not seekfor it within the souls of othersFor yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/zahidarizvi/1745247/