Poem By Hurain GhafoorEnglish Literature (BS student),Humanity Department, COMSATS University Islamabad. I move my arms slowly through the air,And imagine them as something spindly,Something wild and wondrous,Do I romanticize myself?Very well, I romanticize,My arms, that shimmers and moves with ethereal light,Imagine my arms as long spider legs,My eyes; as something devoid of light,Pitch-pure black, a portal... Continue Reading →