Poems, Thoughts


What sorrow is this
Can’t this heart understand
A deaf plea like my voice to your open ears
What sorrow is this
Can’t this heart find the answers
A mismatched jigsaw puzzle in the ocean of broken pieces
What sorrow is this
Can’t this heart bear
What sorrow can’t this heart carry on top of its burden already denting its ends.

– Parveen Maghera



The same lone star twinkles in the black carpet of sky

Like a diamond that she can’t feel

But only its glint she can admire

Oh what diamond she speaks of

When she can only look intently

At the child licking the strawberry ice-cream she can’t have because

A dollar is too expensive

For the father who spends a hundred on the horses

She looks back at the star that twinkles again

She smiles

At least

Content that

At least

The star is nobody’s property

Only available for the eyes

At least

Some equality

– Parveen Maghera