Afzal Juneja

I see you in my dreams,
I see you in my book,
Ohh my,
I can feel you, in every single look.
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Hold my hand,
Walk with me,
On a fluffy sand, besides a raging sea.
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I wonder,
That mystery, of hollow sky,
Those cemetery, of undesirable lies,
The pleasure of word ''My! '',
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That day, i wanted a shoulder to wail like never before.
Then, i realize that I am the only loner on that rainy shore.

That day, my dreams were fading out with the brutality of rain.
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Then they exchanged their watches
and walked away,
Trusting the thought, that their time
may collide someday.
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A timely raised question in one subconscious,
But all courage petrified, with a desire to chase it in conscious.
"What if, I am on my death bed? "
Is it swinging childhood or ambitious teen,
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The raw materials and stinky oils ​are​ ​its​ intakes,
Pleasing and fabricated dress is the result; as it makes,
Stitch in stitch, beauty in beauty, single thread can't be miss,
The machine makes an awful noise, while it tailors bliss.​​
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The street in the summer morning,
Pale yellow with bright sunshine,
Withered tree awaits the buds, so the heart of mine,
A Reflection from her glimpse conquered my eyes,
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That delicacy of those eyelids,
As you speak and hold a sigh,
One kiss under that moonlight,
Uneventful farewell without a goodbye.
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The dancing moon,
The cherishing noon,
Come here soon.
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All moon fallen, dimmed underneath the sea,
All sun risen, frozen hanging on the tree,
An innocent self, stabbed by all verbal thirst,
Laughter, no wonders escaped, solitude-an only flee.
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Significance of absurd song, all wished to sing,
Music you loved, never let you fit in,
Enticing hormone, edgy jaw, and tight skin,
All tik and all hearts grows thin,
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A man walks with smile for his scars,
And misery for his soul,
The guard in the yellow armor whispers,
While lady in the dark howl.
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Behind the giant gate, is an old gardener, reason to live,
Astonishing, vibrant, blissful——garden of solace, indeed, ​​
With thousands of flowers and millions of leaves.
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A pensive Sunday evening was ruined, by a blackout,
The clouds rumbled and it begins to rain heavily, in dark,
Through balcony, I took a gaze up, — filled with doubts,
I searched for awhile, but could not trace a single mark.
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A search for an eternal sunset,
Horizon cherished and blinked; a shift, immortal
Appeared, threw a spear in the chest.
A search for an impeccable love,
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An acute passage through the reflection of parallel walls,
Where shadows squeezed as silence beep just like an abyss call,
Filled with an ache of mystic spells, where no agony belongs,
And there a child's imagination is mold by a serpents song.
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One more rotation has accomplished, one more day has passed by,
And here I sit, gazing the dark; the darkness of the night sky,
Such a darling beauty in the black veil, flaunting all her jewels, lover or curse?
She whispers, "Kiss me and I will tell you all the magical verse",
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One misleading guide to world's many ways to hide,
The anxiety of self, the holy words from the throat,
Galvanized by fertility and rough pleasure delight,
Sun has spoken a prayer and all madness died,
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For me, the scenario of,
Those sky kissed, snowy mountains,
And that sun settling, in an endless sea,
Were the only natures exquisite sight.
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