Vitriolage

Vitriolage
M. Awais Aftab

No Shiv Sena threatens me
Nor do Talibans bind my hands
Yet in the miasmatic world
In which i breathe
There is no Valentine's Day
For you, for me
It is but a fiction in magazines
And some songs on the radio
For love is a secret to be kept
To be rumoured and hushed
Its beauty to be burnt
Vitriolized by moralic acid
There is no Valentine's Day
For you, for me
Why do we even pretend it exists?
For despite hearts full of love
The day will be spent in silence
Weaving a lie
Which we ourselves
Don't believe anymore
There is no Valentine's Day
For you, for me

Comments

F. said…
*sighs* And what can I say to that? There is no sadder thing to a Cynic than Lovers turned bitter.And I can't even explain why...just that,we'll handle the poison,alright?
Dur-e-Aziz Amna said…
'For love is a secret to be kept
To be rumoured and hushed
Its beauty to be burnt
Vitriolized by moralic acid'

No, Awais. Not you too. :( I thought you were above the moralic acid, above its effects.
:')
Komal said…
Love isn't limited to any day and nobody could stop people from loving. It's universal and pure :)
the stupid culture (no offense)

I completely agree with you.
Very well said.
Saad Javed said…
I am so sorry u had to write that yar. And it rained yesternight. Tch.

It's like one of those matches where the spectators can only sigh and shake their heads. And both the players lose the game...
Vasudha said…
Sad and beautiful.
Shaheryar Ali said…
Such a lovely expression you have Awais.
Its such an artistic protest coupled with existential angst. The result is love as a de realized experience. Un real, detached and distant yet very much there.
Anonymous said…
may i ask y r u so much sad awais?as far as i heard about u that u were in love with some1.i cant mention her name neither mine bt thats true.what has happened?
Awais said…
@ Anonymous

There are limits to the extent to which i can discuss my personal life on my blog :) You can email me, if you want, but i still can't guarantee you answers.
I like this. :)
I love it!
Your words are beautiful and expression so smooth, its a joy to read it.
Life only gives us
"the hum,
From treasured dreams,
Of splinters embedded
In my soul." (Mortal Coil)
Anonymous said…
im so sory if i hurt u.i shouldnt ask that.bt u seemed soo much disappointed in this poem that i couldnt stop myself asking that.anyways again im very sory for this
Awais said…
@ Anonymous

No need for sorry. Thank you for the concern :)
Anonymous said…
may i ask u 1 thing more.did i hurt u??
Awais said…
Lolz. No, you didn't. I am not hurt easily :)
Anonymous said…
oh thank GOD! i was so much afraid that i played with som1s feelings.i realy didnt meant that.anyways i should say i very very well written .it z 1 of the best poems i hav ever read .so much emotions so much feelings.only those can write who hav themselves experienced it.marvellous!