M. Asim Nehal Poems

Those melodious sounds
Chirping of birds
Sound of waterfall
Wind passing rustling leaves
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You came into our lives
Like fresh punch of air
To fill the gap between
Life and love
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container of life
stitched with needle of love
seems abandoned.
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After a long wait, although it was four months only
When the jungle opened after monsoon season
The very first visit was amusing
The grass was lush green
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I wonder, where the nice fragrance of love is gone,
The one that spilled from the crimson flower of life.

While I collect the broken glass of the past,
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Falling hairs, a curious thing,
It may be a condition that makes us sting.

Thinning tresses, is it a sign of age?
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In the meadow the huntsman waits,
his firearm aimed, he anticipates,
the duck quacks, an easy prey,
and the huntsman shoots without delay,
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