The K Word: 2013

MY THING FOR CLOUDS

Friday, June 14, 2013 / BY Javaria Tehzeeb

I always have had this thing for clouds. And it's not just for Their fluffiness.Maybe It's that texture they've got. I just look at them and feel a soft, silkiness curved inside my palms. And the delight of it.. The feeling I just crave to explain to someone but I know I never can. And there's an innocence to this fact that I cherish. the satisfaction to have that child-like craving for the mysteries of...

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Saturday, June 08, 2013 / BY Fatima Akbar Shah

Khawab Martay Nahi…… Are these only the eyes which have been endowed the power to dream? I believed so until I came across a word! A word-mere thought of which would exude sweetest juices from the farthest corners of my mouth. The sweetness would be absorbed to stir into my flesh and blood submerging me into madness A madness to render it through my tongue and relieve myself of the frenzy I could...

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And when we meet, sparks fly- A love letter

Sunday, June 02, 2013 / BY Unknown

My love! What you meant to me, I never told you and now we have no time between us. No time to find our relationship once again. I have to confess here: It wasn’t love at first sight, now that kind of love is just too superficial and in my opinion, is not love at all. Ours is a deeper connection. It’s something that grows with time to make us inseparable, kind of like being...

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PEACE DEAD!

Sunday, May 12, 2013 / BY Unknown

As I was walking between the trees, I knew I was dreaming for sure. Cuz the place where I was standing, I had never been there before. I wanted to stay there for the rest of my life. The beauty of the place had had me mesmerized. The green leaves were unusually rich, And the dew drop were shining to my eyes. Suddenly, I realized I could hear A stifled voice crying so miserably. I...

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Feeling guilty is the step towards triumph!

Tuesday, May 07, 2013 / BY Anonymous

We people set up courts day and night in which we reserve the role of judges and all the people encountered by us stand in the dock. Believing ourselves perfect and pious, we assess others on our scale of panorama. In the book of self centeredness, self views and thoughts are certified as authentic. If the other person agrees with us, he is the most acceptable and in case of divergence, he doesn’t deserve living!...

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Walking With the Wonders

Sunday, May 05, 2013 / BY Javaria Tehzeeb

Strange. Sad at times.Wondrous at others. Larger than life sometimes. But always true and pure. Why? Cuz it's reality. No showdown. No cinematography. No beautification. No perverting influences. Just simple, plain truth. There's no photoshopping reality. We pick up wonders from the realms of flabbergasting facts and go on pondering until we hurt our eyes.. or hearts. And then a new one captures our attention. And we call it progress. Since the pen learned to...

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I had a dream...

Sunday, May 05, 2013 / BY Syed Ahmad Raza

From the lips of a newbornWhich has never been pricked by a thornComes out an innocent wishA humble longing to cherishWhat would keep him intact?Oblivious of every bitter fact...He idealizes his existenceWith time, he learns persistence.He thinks he could remain as suchPure, cute, without an evil touch...Yes! It's my childhood storyAspiration to carry the gloryA dream to be milkUnadulterated, unalloyed, urbane like silk But now, you have meLike a cut treeLike broken pieces of mirrorWith...

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Three line confessions.

Sunday, April 21, 2013 / BY Amna Khalil

I hate small talk. I hate it when people talk about meaning-less things like the weather while the more important conversations lurk deep inside, unsaid. And I hate the fact that most of the haikus are about autumn. So heres my try at coming up with a decent haiku. At times I have followed the 5-7-5 , at times I haven't. Condolence Fell undecidedly such small morbid salt crystals on my lap his tears. Wave...

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ESCAPE

Tuesday, April 09, 2013 / BY Aushna Rasool

Stuck in the woods of hell, Strings around the neck and he couldn’t yell, The agony, dilemma, fear, horror Wandering around him were the shadows of terror Seeking refuge in a corner, he dared not move Kept waiting for the savior of his life Hearing the tick tock of the horses hooves Was shocked to find near his neck, that devil’s knife Awaiting some angel, who won’t come Starting to wonder, had he lost his...

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Suicide is too main stream

Sunday, April 07, 2013 / BY KELS

Suicide is too main stream (Dedicated to all those who thought and are thinking about suicide) Suicide is too main stream.Yeah.I mean people like me do suicide all the time.Its damn too easy.And way too boring.So lets do something else but of essentially the same nature.Not the old fashioned suicide.I mean what use is jumping from a building or cutting my wrist off?I'll probably make a small news at the last page of a newspaper"King...

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Behold! We are humans!

Sunday, April 07, 2013 / BY KELS

We dream. We aspire . We idealise.We emulate. We all like to build our own perfect little worlds. We all like to loved.And when it comes to fame and success and glory,our aspirations can run mighty high. When striving high to fly high we humans can be brutal and intense. But that's just the way we are. We are humans,the strangest,most unpredictable species on the Earth with these queerest,inexplicable things that keep tugging at our...

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Dilemmas & a Choice

Tuesday, April 02, 2013 / BY Anosha

There are people ... more than just two kinds of them: Those who know better for themselves Those who know the best for others And then there are those like me… Perhaps if my life were a season, it would be titled “DILEMMAS OF A DRAMA QUEEN” (exaggerated much) Though you won’t see me running around squeaking how my clothes have gotten tighter recently or how the toasts for my breakfast got over-toasted… you won’t...

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Friends. I love you!

Monday, April 01, 2013 / BY Unsa Athar

Unsa Athar (1st Year) I was given a piece of advice by a senior recently "No friendships in professional University. Just professionalism works here. People are fake. So beware" Okay. So the senior must have had a bad experience. But for me things are different! Lets talk about the University phase of my friendship story. We came in together to KEMU from the same college. We were never so close in the college because we...

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All I Needed Was the Rain

Monday, April 01, 2013 / BY Fatima Akbar Shah

Alas! Today after a score The solitary rose in the meadow Triggers my heart to pound Throbs my head Reminds me when in the surge of my romance I had plucked it And decked into your coat pocket Now with my eyes dried of endless wails I await the heaven To pour down a gush Sprinkling the rose petals With the drops like my tears I would pluck the rose And...

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Live. Survive. Believe.

Sunday, March 31, 2013 / BY Mydah Tariq

Its incredulous how things just happen and you’re thrown from way up to all the way down, smashed into a wall with such force that leaves you reeling, or plunged into an ocean so deep that you sputter for air. And then its equally incredulous when howsoever battered and bashed you are, you inch, you climb, you lick your wounds and you draw that agonizing rattling breath, but you do. Everything written and said about...

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A Longing Addressed….

Tuesday, March 26, 2013 / BY Fatima Akbar Shah

I was treading along the shore My foot prints spinning a chain Straight and swayed Unchaining me of my tribulations As I look back The waves would swash to wash! I was glaring at the horizon My eyes spinning a chain Lucent and pearly Unchaining me of despair As I wipe my visage The earth would suck them dry! I am holding a parchment My pen spinning a chain Serene and tumultuous As...

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Blessing in Disguise

Saturday, March 23, 2013 / BY Anosha

Feel that heart throbbing inside Don’t fret, it means you’re alive When something inside begins to whimper Spirit indestructible shall call you to rise For a bud without blooming, ought not to wither In a moment of enveloping awakening While stoned by medusa of doubts at crossroads High time to decide, for you to choose Abandon those ghosts, make a move Open your fist and let past sift Let the winds of the morrow Make...

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MY THING FOR CLOUDS

And when we meet, sparks fly- A love letter

PEACE DEAD!

Feeling guilty is the step towards triumph!

Walking With the Wonders

I had a dream...

Three line confessions.

ESCAPE

Suicide is too main stream

Behold! We are humans!

Dilemmas & a Choice

Friends. I love you!

All I Needed Was the Rain

Live. Survive. Believe.

A Longing Addressed….

Blessing in Disguise

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