Untitled Poem # 5…
by Talha Minhas
The October sky is way past behind
In my memory, you will always be blind
Some days and ways are never understood
Past in my knees, there is pain
Of all the years I’ve walked and strayed
Yet the times come back, give me a choice
I could not refuse but I do
To your plight, I denounce, I refuse
What is your answer, I care no more
Than the white linen curtains on my chamber door.
I have a question, I dare not ask.
Maybe it is not there, how should I know?
To end the horrors engulfed in my sorrows,
To remedy for the booze and the tea cups that I have broken
Fare well all you crazy people, I am lost.
Whatever comes to mind shall be lost.
Something about something, I cannot explain what.
Here is to you and me. Cheers.
Talha Minhas; 10-13-2012.