Tajalla Qureshi
The Dusky Twilight scratches
And indented Silky patches
Stuck in the center
The Reflection weeps
And to sleep down deep
With a bleed
Air ears through the window
And engrossed on the pillow
of heavy tears
Eyes sense the unbearable curse
And the disappear verses
hits the nightmares
Beats meet the mud and blood
through the heart in a flood
of fear and tear
Emptiness irks the artist
And goof the lonely twist
abandoned in the room
Drop down the hand
Nearly breath on this land
Land of roughness and toughness
Ask to hold for once
But the dark dusk abruptly hunts
the enthusiastic art
Left the lushness and spark
Grow in dullness and dark
And forget the whole
Poor heart begs for beat
And back to the lovely heat
of delighted stream.
By Tajalla Qureshi
Similar Posts by The Mt Kenya Times:
- Diaspora Times Global Oct 24 – Oct 30, 2026
- America’s baby bust: U.S. birth rate hits record low as women choose later motherhood
- Literary Outreach Incubation Program Instills The Culture From Book Adaption To Spoken Words
- Why starting school too early is failing our children
- Who defines Africa’s destiny? The western lens, African compliance and the struggle for intellectual sovereignty
About the Author
