Aimanu B. Ali Poems

A heaviness persists on my soul
like a foggy curtain in January morning.
Give me a little sunshine,
the sun refuses to rise in my sky
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The morning in late autumn
misty and a little cold
much like the mind
slightly depressed and lone.
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I do not want happiness.
A little space is all that I want,
and a little freedom
to stretch my almost numb limbs.
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Sweetheart it's been long
since we last talked.
I yearn for your voice
ringing in my ears now
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Everyone loves
a poem of love.
I too want
to write one.
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You tried to sing to me
but no you could not.
Your voice soaked in tears
still echoes in my ears.
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Sitting under an old tree
I am not daydreaming of love.
The light breeze,
the gust of wind
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I tried to evade trouble
but it called on me
like some unexpected guest.
I stepped out.
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I am toying with words
Beautiful, emotional and soft,
Then there are those as well,
Angry, hard, bitter and cruel.
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How can I fear
losing you,
when I do not even know you?
I've heard of mirages,
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