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Don't cheer me up, a poem by Asif Sultan Matta

12-04-2020 Don't cheer me up! Let the grief of longing Amass, and render the heart heavy And fall in prostration Before the Merciful, Let not the onus subside. Don't console me! Thy tyrant words May deconstruct the cobwebby edifice Of hopes of reunion. Do not accompany me! Your jabber may restrict Me... To hear the melancholic Melodies of her yells. Do not cheer me up! ©Asif Sultan

Onus of pain by Asif Sultan

Onus of Pain Asif Sultan 12-03-2020 Turned the lights off. I made my bed to sleep. A profound darkness spread all over my room. I slid down in my bed and wrapped my shivering body with a warm cozy blanket swathed with a white covered quilt. Fixed the cushion over the pillow to recline on and started thinking of her till I fall asleep, soon after I slurped down 'some' medicines. I groped for my phone and turned it off and threw it away off my bed- Unlike of my usual way of keeping it on the pillow so close to my ears so that I could hear instantly the ring and receive her call without making her little wait-- Sooner I slid myself under the duvet,  sleep took over me and seized me in a deep slumber. I felt warm, thus was oblivious of everything- calm sleep it was! Suddenly, I woke up squinting my eyes and I found myself completely drenched in cold sweat; trembling and restless I was yearning for her- to hear her solacing voice. I was panting out of breath and stood up a...