http://slow.writerscafe.org/shameemakhtar The original writings of author ShameemAkhtar en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981062 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Words danceOn my padStirring upTheir innocenceThey spray aboutShapes so oddStick to the paperAnd refuse to let goThey assemble in groupsAnd some drops get sprayedAnd the words become a lineWonderfulMaybe that’s what we callInspiration.A thought from aboveAn assembly of lettersCharactersAn Indi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/808485/ I am a wallSmack meSmack me with the echoesOf your hatredAnd let me makeOf itA boomerangThe mud splashes your faceAnd reflectsYour own voiceMake me a wallFor a wall I amA standing spectatorWatching you unfurlThe forlorn castOf your heartI am a wallOf plastic marblesOsmotic membranesAnd rock glassesT.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/805710/ Wrap your handsaround my neckand make me a pendulumof your embraceToss meToss me forthToss me backToss meAnd make me the hands of timeDance meOne step forwardOne backDance meMake me prisonerToss me in the golden cageof your embraceand toss meLet me oscillatebetween the good and the badLet me danceam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/805687/ Tear me apartand glue me togetherSo what if a few pieces have gone missing?So what if a few pieces have been misplaced?So what if a few pieceshave been put upside down?Tear me apartbut glue me togetherTurn me into a puzzleand carve me openCut meCut me into multiple piecesFeel free with the sizesFeel.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/793099/ Wrap me upWrap me up And warp my soulMake me into a footballand when I am round enoughkiss me with your footKick meand watch me riseas I threaten to resistand fly awayEnjoyEnjoy as I follow the laws the laws of physicsand projectile motionWatch in gleeAs nature breaks my self-esteemand my strideRub .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/790042/ I was bornBy a beautiful dayMom held me in her handsPeople came to congratulate herSharing her joyGiving her a bunch of flowersShe thanked themAnd smiledHer face radiantShe was happyAs she clutched to her heartThis bunch of flowersThey placed me in the craddleChanged my clothesPowdered mePerfumed my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/789755/ Let repetitionRepeatThe wordsStuck in my throatFlush the waterAgainAnd againRepeatUntil you take the words awayThrow in a hoseA pipeA knifeWhateverIt might takeBut take them outRemove the wordsI don’t want to chokeHelp me blurtHelp me vomitLet me lose some saltLet me lose some waterThen put me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/789750/ Stand upStand up and fallFallIn the eyesFall in the eyes of alcoholBut standOn the groundStand upAnd countCountThe empty bottlesThat fall youYour honourEmpty the bottlesIn the gutterMake notA stomach of your gutterGet the gutsTo stand upAnd countOn yourselfS.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/788394/ Read the linesAnd then read betweenIf you manageRead beyond…And yonderAfter you read the linesBetweenAnd beyondUnderstandThe lines beneathRead meA worldyonder http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787961/ The beads of silence dropInto reality pallidBreaking the monotony of silenceHushing it with streaksOf silenced hushesA symphony of silenceThe world of BeethovenAnd music to the mundaneEars.SilenceIs goldenSilenceIs a solutionSolve silenceSilence silenceAnd collect the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787476/ I am a birdFiery red are my wingsMajestic as they tear through airClip themClip themBefore they challengeThe heightOf haughtinessClip them and drainDrain away the fiery redAnd put my wings to dryIn the dying embers of the sunAs it takes a lunge at the seaI am a birdOr a b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787469/ Out of tears I am bornA drop,drowned amidst othersThe ripples carry me through,carry me acrossDrops burbling aroundI am bornAnd I am drownedAnd I fuseI embrace silenceMy heart kisses deathAnd more tears comeI am bornAnd I die.Tears of my own makingMaybeIt’s only.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787320/ Section my veinsAnd plant the seeds of your loveDeep in my fleshLet it creepAlong the pipelinesLet it swimIn the river of lifeSection my brainsAnd paint your imageAlong the sinews of greyMould themInto the statue of loveEtch yourselfIn the engine of reasonSection my pains.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787273/ The wall stood.Dark. Tall. Menacing.Like the towering figure of her father.Solid. Impenetrable. Unmovable.Like the norms of society.Rigid. Intolerant. Uncompromising.Alisa stood. The wall ahead. The car on the other side.One step. Just one step, the voice urged, at its encouraging best.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787050/ I fell in loveOnceWhen I was still youngAnd strongI fell in a whirlpoolIn a whirlpool I fellMy heart got distraughtMy brains went on holidaysI fellAnd fell deeperI fell in a cauldronAnd seeped the lava of loveAnd I blewUntil I blew upI whirled in a poolMy hands set out .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787030/ Pluck my eyeAnd play marbleAimAndStrikeAim and strikeWith the marble of my eyeStrike herStrike her rockRock her strideBreak herRockRock her frolicsSurvive her heart-breakHer heartIntoPebblesGravelsGo to the jewelerPick my eyePolish her rocksGlisten my marb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/787014/ Dab mein the oil of hatredAnd cook mein the fire of loveMake me a ‘pakora’Make meA ‘pakora’Fry meTry meFly mein the ocean of dreamBlue seaMake me a birdPluck my plumesAnd saddle your headDenude meAnd wrap meWarm me in oilLet me soakthe fi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/786992/ If you have a bird in a cage, let it fly away. If it is yours it will come back. If it doesn’t, then it was never yours. That’s what she told me. And that’s what I did. She flew away and never came back. But she took my heart along and ever since it has been very difficult to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/786589/ It starts with a drop of liquid. And gets forged in the iron of blood. The steel of milk strengthens it. And the magic of a bond is formed.We call them brother and sister. Twins. Tied by the same destiny. Siamese. At times. With their backs tied together. Or their hands. Or feet. Or head. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/786579/ Xiang Fei kicked about the round object in the street with his friends. All, neighbours of his, barely ten years’ old. Fen Li watched them, leaning against the rugged wall of the little shop in the suburbs of Shanghai.The dirt on the worn out street matched the brown colour of the cart.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/786564/ It gripped. Like the claws of death. Tightening fast. Clenching into my soul. Broken. Broken into pieces like the shards of mirror which lay by my feet. Drenched in blood. Spurting in gashes off my hand. Where the radial artery was slit. Open. Like the book of my life.My body quaked. Spasmod.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/shameemakhtar/786556/