Mishaal Javed

I want to taste your words
Taste them and breathe them
Engulf myself in them, surround myself in them,
A whirling twirling haze of emotions and confusion
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If I could watch that blazing flame,
Ever flickering and licking those malicious lips.
See the soft sand, quiet and tame,
listening to the secrets on which nations were built.
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~As words fade into pictures
and pictures fade into words
He says let there be,
And it is.
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~Why is it always waiting?
What’s it waiting for
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~So green! So green!
Beyond green, beneath green.
A whirlpool of richness,
A depth full of dreams
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~When the mind is bare,
And the basket is empty
When the lie is fair
There is none but plenty.
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~I hide behind the biggest lie,
deceit etched and carved into my soul.
Nothing confronts me, nothing tries,
Not even the spirit of time
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I am not quite,
I am loud
The characteristics I present are merely obnoxious,
Annoying
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They say they are void of artistic ability
And that they weren't taught how to draw
That they can't write stories
Or make beautiful music
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Am I a good writer?
If words can't justify what I'm thinking...
But what if I make everything complicated
Just so it's interesting
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