M. Asim Nehal Poems

They say wise men speak seldom
How would they know the speech is silver?

When few words can leave a lasting impact
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You become my lover tonight
We shall play hide and seek
Under the moonbeam
You chose one star
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Under the undecorated sky
With thick clouds heavily pouring down.

Both were enjoying every drop
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They say ~ life is beautiful
And I say it disguises like a mirage
No less than a spider's web
It spreads desires of our body
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As the morning bells rang
And the moon slunk in the horizon
And the candles melted in our eyes
while we sat close to each other this night
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When the evening falls and the sun fades,
And the darkness comes wearing the silence,
The moon showers silver rays on the leave,
The melodious competition of the frog and cicada,
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The silence is between you and me
Same as between day and night
A silence which nobody else can think
It is more than any conversation.
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under the clear sky
fishes splashing in the lake
life is a struggle ~
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some fallen petals
flowing under the old bridge
thick clouds cover them
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On the hilltop a voice chased me down
and forced to have a conversation
Who are you?
I said; Identifying.
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