There's a dark part of the world
One hidden in alleys and the streets at night
People are abused and sometimes even killed
But to us, this holds no chagrin
For most of us don't care unless it impacts us directly
Children are still sold into slavery
Workers are still paid almost nothing
But in our small part of the world, we are safe
Lest someone pops your bubble
For true security has never existed and most likely never will
There's a beautiful world
One we more than often see
Else life would have no meaning
For you and for me
The joy we experience
The people we meet
The memories we share
They are all unique
Let them make up the majority of your life
For then you'll have already found it's true purpose
Here I am.
Sleeping in a fantasy of my own mind.
Running around in a cardbox painted with drops of tears.
Sleeping in the deep blue sea of my own mind.
What do we know about the fairytale of two souls?
Other than from books made from bare imaginations of what reality should look like.
A sweet warm being that grabs the heart.
Like a vein that gives life to something so dark and cold.
The choice to believe is the choice to rumble.
A quest of faith aiming at the shooting star underneath the black night sky.
Surrender to the agony of what may be
A star that we can only see but will never be as one.
What is this I ask.
As coldness permeates slowly to my feet and up.
Shattering the form of warmth built by a thousand years of hope.
To only know this lonesome hole where my feet truly lies.
A deep well so narrow lit by the moon that grins tragically.
Accompanied by a classic made by the sound from the dying and fading heart.
Closing the eyes making no difference.
Breathing alone in the depths of despair.
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She painted her canvas with ink made of her tears, her blood stained her artwork in colours of her dreams and her aspirations she longed to become; an artist of words mixed with admiration, her soul tiptoes to a drunken melody of something bigger than she assumes she can become; her heart bleeds as her brush runs free on this big white square, unassuming, unsure of what will be the result; yet she still paints, putting in her all for a photo worth more than just its exterior; and with each stroke; a thousand more words.
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roar your way in to my life
and I'll make you King
keep to yourself during the day
but hunt for me in the night
don't ever hate your distinctive look
I favour denser and darker manes
don't allow the spots on your skin to change
your black rosettes are my dwelling place
leap unto those that want to destroy our peace
lurk by the path so they know your protecting me
there was a time where i took the risk of trusting a human
but all I'll ever need is
the Lion and the Leopard
Hey guys! This is the Piñata book nook back with another review for you!
This time we'll be reviewing Burnt Shadows by Kamila Shamsie.
Kamila Shamsie is one of the most famous pakistani writers and we've loved her books ever since "Kartography". Burnt Shadows follows the lives of the Ashrafs, the Burtons and Hiroko Tanaka; a survivor of the Nagasaki bombing. Hiroko travels to India ,with twin cranes from her kimono burned into her back as a result of the bomb radiation, to escape the stigma of being a 'hibakusha' (survivor). She meets the Burtons who are the family of Konrad Weiss her dead lover.
As she begins to fall in love with Sajjad Ashraf, the Burtons secretary both families must navigate class tensions and Partition era violence. Across continents and generations the two families continue to influence each other.
This book was just spellbinding. Shamsie has always had a multiple narratives, multiple timelines approach to her story writing as do many other Pakistani writers so that wasn't much of a problem for us.
The plot was well seasoned and characterisation so perfectly captured the south asian conundrum in it's dealing with foreigners. You don't always like the characters or their choices but you can appreciate the depth each has been given.
We're glad Shamsie avoided the trap of painting the English characters as evil and discriminatory as well as painting the Indian characters as victim's each had their goods and bads.
This is one novel we would recommend for Pakistani youth to help them understand the gravity of the partition and cultural issues which existed at that time.
Favourite lines: ...and I will step out of the mirage, into your arms, to lose myself and find myself inside you." Picture Credits: @azabihijabi