Mehreen Mujeeb Poems

Feelings cannot be felt from books
They are felt for reason not known to mind
Mind is not guilty of its reason
Because the reason is not derived from the mind.
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Happy.
Sad.
Happy.
Sad.
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When your internal eye
Sees more
Than what you see
Outside.
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If you could see my heart,
Blood would be leaking through -
An overflow of love and eye dew.
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She minced his broken nails
And powdered them onto her skin
Behind the curtains
Not many could see.
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Tangled cobwebs of wires
Through which
My impulses beat in electric blood
From mobile plugs.
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Snakes slither
Slowly
Silently
Shedding skin
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A loosened ball and socket joint
A fence of nerves between
Lubricated
To a point of no resistance
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Free falling in space
Gravity orbiting grace.

Spinning around and away
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It is with these eyes
That I have seen you.

It is with these hands
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