Alavi Maliha

Oh my, spread love
Don't let the flowers die tonight
Oh no, let it flow
Shade the tears up right
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I wished sometimes
If I could go back to those times,
Where I whispered to you
The mystery of us,
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We are the fallen leaves
Someday it might ignite the fire!
Or be the ashes to be disappeared,
Maybe a dusty little dream.
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Hidden; as they say, it was,
And sometimes dead they calls,
But I've seen her glow within.
As darkness held her, she knew
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When the night falls
And there remains the silence inside,
The temptation turns
Only into some breathless sighs.
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Let the broken heart fall apart
Or the broken wings might fly
How the teardrops became the flame
As the raindrops became fire,
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Whisper to me,
As I close my eyes to see
And the summer afternoon wasn’t long enough for us.
My silent wishes to you,
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She never died
Among all those lies.
And still the raindrop falls
In the lonely nights.
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Here comes the winter night
With its deathly frozen wind,
Hold me when the blizzard comes
Like a thousand knives dragging in me.
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Find me the rain,
Where you and I share our pains
Maybe our tears might turn into glare!
And I'd keep my promise to you
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Breathe as you wonder why
Night howls with those sleepless sighs,
And I run into the void too soon.
Where dawn rushes to oblivion,
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Nights when she dreamed,
In a cold memory frame
The fire burns into its flames tonight.
Butterflies! So she flew
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Oh wild! Call out of love,
Nowhere to be seen
Lurking within the dreamers soul,
Hidden in between.
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Till the tears fall
Shuffled in her dusty thoughts
And the night ended,
Daggered to the cold wild heart.
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At the end of the sunset
Beliefs faded through the dust,
Neither life led to fate
Where love wandered within her lust.
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It was a starry night
With the moon bleeding scars,
With the memories in a blink of an eye,
To my heart it hurts!
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Midnight thoughts struck me in,
What if dreams were realities?
And reality turned into dreams.
Breathing like the air is wild,
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What if I die?
Like a cold caged bird,
In a cold heart of hymn,
Like a forgotten little girl?
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Pages turned into ashes
Of a lonely storybook,
Here lies love, lust or hatred
With a stranded fragile look.
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Are you afraid when it's dark?
When the flames stand still, with its little spark.
When nightsky hide upon clouds,
Left all the dreams to wander,
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