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Poetry by Farah Sheikh

A LABYRINTH OF MAYHEM 

I sit down to remember myself
Who and what I could’ve been
Had I not fought countless wars in my head
An arrow here and a canon there

I sit down to remember myself
A master raconteur I could have been
Seeking stories and spinning tales
An anecdote here and a narrative there

I sit down to remember myself
A gifted painter I could’ve been
Colouring memories and sketching days
An impasto here and a splattering there

I sit down to remember myself
A talented musician I could have been
Composing melodies and singing ballads
An anthem here and a medley there

I sit down to remember myself
The butcher I became
Slaughtering thoughts, identity and experiences
Into a stagnant river of nothing
To be lost in a labyrinth of mayhem

Farah Sheikh is a freelance editor based in Bangkok, Thailand. After studying at Lady Shri Ram College and Jamia Millia Islamia, she worked with Dorling Kindersley Publishing and the Rekhta Foundation. She thrives on Urdu poetry and world cinema.

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