• Sameer Khan Poet

    The Hollow Hunt | Sameer Khan | Prose

    The Hollow Hunt “I’m on my bed, staring at roof, riding on a super fast track train of memories. It doesn’t feel like my bed anymore, it’s a seat in the train. And at each station the train stops, it takes me to a vision of past. I could see myself and around people who […]

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    My Hands, The Survivors | Sameer Khan | Poem

    MY HANDS, THE SURVIVORS. You see these hands? They aren’t​ mere hands. They are survivors. They have survived, the loss of the touch. Of those who they loved to stick on. They have survived, holding of knife at one and cutting the other. They have survived, the etch of pain, sadness, memories, and failures. They […]

  • Sameer khan poet

    The Life, A Labyrinth | Sameer Khan | Poem

    The Life, A Labyrinth Lost inside the swirls, I call it a labyrinth, this life. What do you want to ask of me? I’m just tired. Relentlessly trying break these walls, By the strongest weapon I know. My thoughts. But don’t you see? I reach nowhere. Yet, I see everyone around me doing the same […]

  • his divinity his love

    His Divinity, His Love

    His Divinity, His Love Poem by Sameer Khan   One step into the brightness, into the peace. One step towards tranquillity, towards content. My foot took me on a voyage, with just one step ahead, It was to his holiness, to his abode I went. All the dark ravens surrounding abandoned me, While a white […]

  • the seconds

    THE SECONDS AFTER FIRSTS

    The Seconds, After Firsts Poem by Sameer Khan The second time you fall in love with someone, you’re going to feel so relieved. When you get your heart broken for the first time, you can’t imagine loving someone else again or having someone else love you. The second time you fall in love with someone, […]

My Poems

  • Sameer Khan Poet

    The Hollow Hunt | Sameer Khan | Prose

    The Hollow Hunt “I’m on my bed, staring at roof, riding on a super fast track train of memories. It doesn’t feel like my bed anymore, it’s a seat in the train. And at each station the train stops, it takes me to a vision of past. I could see myself and around people who […]

  • sameer khan poet

    My Hands, The Survivors | Sameer Khan | Poem

    MY HANDS, THE SURVIVORS. You see these hands? They aren’t​ mere hands. They are survivors. They have survived, the loss of the touch. Of those who they loved to stick on. They have survived, holding of knife at one and cutting the other. They have survived, the etch of pain, sadness, memories, and failures. They […]

  • Sameer khan poet

    The Life, A Labyrinth | Sameer Khan | Poem

    The Life, A Labyrinth Lost inside the swirls, I call it a labyrinth, this life. What do you want to ask of me? I’m just tired. Relentlessly trying break these walls, By the strongest weapon I know. My thoughts. But don’t you see? I reach nowhere. Yet, I see everyone around me doing the same […]

  • his divinity his love

    His Divinity, His Love

    His Divinity, His Love Poem by Sameer Khan   One step into the brightness, into the peace. One step towards tranquillity, towards content. My foot took me on a voyage, with just one step ahead, It was to his holiness, to his abode I went. All the dark ravens surrounding abandoned me, While a white […]

  • the seconds

    THE SECONDS AFTER FIRSTS

    The Seconds, After Firsts Poem by Sameer Khan The second time you fall in love with someone, you’re going to feel so relieved. When you get your heart broken for the first time, you can’t imagine loving someone else again or having someone else love you. The second time you fall in love with someone, […]