malini kadir Poems

The beetles in the rare flower

Were lethargic at work power
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Art under the Chisel

The art
of Human mind
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The heart is oft in clouds wrapped
When the visions do not the whole apparent see
The man of essence and learning
Is oft into thoughts pulled be
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Standing on the bridge
We have the bike parked behind us
We look down at the flowing waters down under…..
Behind traffic is in a lull of a Sunday afternoon
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A Grain Of truth

A grain of sand
In ones palm
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The lotus soft petals of folded silk

Covered her with grace
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Beyond here lies Nothing

The pulsing moment
Churlish smile
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The fog cleared
And I could better see
The dark shapes up ahead
Took forms
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Come my sweet heart
Come to me
Over the dark skies
Afloat on nomadic clouds
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All the paltry pressures of life
Smiling breeze through
Left undeterred on its way
Far from its height
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