Mubeen Sadhika Poems

It is not real
realizing the real
lying for lie
balancing in the middle
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...jingle...bell....jingle...bell...
...kye...kye...bye...bye...
...repeating and repeating...
...couldn't learn anything...
...

I painted the canvas
with my death
the brush got struck
in few colours
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Ductile
malleable
resilient
all synonyms
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The melodious rhythm
in the water of that
fortunate lake
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The cuttlefish bone skeleton
remains at the end of the street

the green blood turns to
...

Unquestionable sharpness
shattered in fragments
blunt pieces poke
the power of cut
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The solemn funeral
took place in the
humid desert
trail of mourners
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could be a beautiful woman on the earth
could be a handsome man in the world
or could even be a barking dog of that neighbour
or could also be that hissing snake there
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Pouroararencumberigouroughardust...
rivetirefflorescemiterriblexcessourust...
crucifyackicknocknotugrabearobust...
thrustrustricknowindawnedrasticrust...
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