Khairul Ahsan

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Khairul Ahsan Poems

1. Much Like The Tears I Saw In Your Eyes 8/20/2016
2. A Bird That I Loved 9/1/2016
3. Me Myself -new- 11/27/2016
4. Discovering Myself! 12/16/2014
5. Sensual Sensory 3/17/2015
6. Womb 1/1/2015
7. Your Corner At Home 4/15/2014
8. Shades Of Twilight 9/25/2016
9. Placidity 7/31/2016
10. Mercy Taken For Granted, Without Appreciation 4/17/2016
11. The Hocking River 4/4/2015
12. Pain And Pleasure Of Loneliness 6/26/2015
13. How Much You Would Unfold... 6/27/2015
14. Your Face 7/1/2015
15. A Bubble 7/5/2015
16. Like That Cat 5/21/2015
17. Blue Feelings... 9/6/2015
18. For Auld Lang Syne 10/11/2015
19. Rain Driven 12/24/2015
20. Happy New Year! 1/1/2016
21. Pain 1/7/2016
22. To A Loving Heart 1/13/2016
23. Fantasy 12/21/2015
24. Crown Extraordinaire 1/14/2016
25. To A Solitary Mourner 1/19/2016
26. Cool Quietness 1/23/2016
27. Damsel In The Cloud 2/5/2016
28. I Remember 2/5/2016
29. Valentine Day Thoughts 2/14/2016
30. Like Siberian Birds 2/17/2015
31. Life Geometric 8/8/2014
32. Last Night 1/12/2015
33. Every Kiss 11/9/2014
34. Purity Incarnate 1/14/2016
35. Mcc - My Alma Mater 7/15/2015
36. An Embroidered Quilt And The Woven Dreams 4/20/2015
37. Long Forgotten 3/31/2015
38. My Wishes 6/1/2016
39. Dreams And Smoke 6/17/2015
40. There's A Bird Up There! 3/3/2015
Best Poem of Khairul Ahsan

Pristine Love

No love is as overwhelming and as pristine,
As the maiden love of a lass, say of sixteen.
When, like closed petals of a bud she begins to unfold
Herself, blossoming into a fragrant rose or marigold.

She seeks a hand to hold and wants hers as well be held,
In secluded privacy, from the outside world as if shelled.
She wants to love and be loved, to touch and be touched,
Promises never to leave the hand that she fondly clutched.

Standing on the crossroads of childhood and puberty,
She seeks a soul mate, not one who is always flirty.
She feels lonely at ...

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Come Home Darling

It's been long since you've gone.
Though we chat, regularly somewhat,
See you on Skype, every night,
Yet that's not enough, seems tough,
To live without you. It's nothing new!

The night before you left, we hardly slept,
Heightened emotions, kept us in motion.
Intense desires kept us afire, oh my dear,

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