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Tehmina Khan
Pakistan, Islamabad

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Flash

My eyes and dark had
developed a consensus
trapped in the cold tentacles of hate
I had learned to Breathe
Then it was a flash of light
the grip loosened up
I could see hope
I could smell happiness
But it was just a flash

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poetguyraza Comment by: poetguyraza - 2008-02-03 07:57
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nice poem weird theme wouldn't the flash just blind you but I guess you're right it is just the way readers percieve it it's a good piece on the whole and well isn't hope always with you throughout life I mean you only lose hope when you want to give well I like the word selection in my opinion it's everything is beautiful except for the idea you have given...
frozen Comment by: frozen - 2008-01-03 02:43
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thanks for the comments...i think its just the way u percieve it
prolificsantu Comment by: prolificsantu - 2007-12-18 03:53
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great words! i don't agree wtih manoj when he argues that hope comes with a flash. hope is always there as long as man is there. he hopes for happier moments if he is happy and he hopes for happy moments when he is desolute.
every happiness is a flash, but so is pain. we cannot always keep on being happy and vice versa.
life itself is like a flash. nobody knows when we are coming or going. remember all the flashes of face who used to be around you- the tramp settling beside you, your favorite actor. how many of them you could see? there are of cpirse some missing. they were flash! sandesh
manoj Comment by: manoj - 2007-12-16 21:43
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nice poem.
But dear... hope comes with a flash only.... too much of it and we may get blinded by the scorch...and the result is again darkness.
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