M. Asim Nehal Poems

trees swing with the breeze
birdsong echoes in valley
swift flow between mount
the horizon's harmony
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Yet again, a voice calls me
on a moonless night
from the bottom of the valley
to those ruins of the past
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Between the shores of my dream
Under the flowing lustrous holy river
Where the white dove of wishes
Floats on the chariot of stars
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with passage of time
the madness in love faded
only love remained
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cold rain soaked my skin
her sharp eyes like whetted knives
perfect lethal plot.
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Flowers bloom and then petals crumble!
Fire ignites and turns everything to ashes!
People laugh to end up crying!
Tree bears the burden of fruit and others enjoy
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on this sombre night
my milky emotions flow
on sheet of papers
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metallic sky clouds
fall season and chilling winds
tree skeleton stands
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under bright sunshine
where the ocean and sky blend
life begins again....
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