NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD Poems

FEBRUARY THE 14TH

I know, on February the 14th.
you’ll be tempted to
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When we were together
trapped under the one roof
boxed into a single space
consuming the same air
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Remember, that well worn, chestnut:
‘I’ll always be there for you? ’

Hmm-
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My sister had a very fine figure
She wasted many minutes counting
calories before she ate anything
beyond a limited meal. And, by that
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His recovery was slow but steady. After three months of almost being shot to pieces - at last - I was able to go home and partially rid myself of the disquiet I had felt.

As soon as the hospital rang - I splashed some water on my face. Changed. Grabbed the keys. Rushed out the door. Jumped in the car and tore round to say goodbye.
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He looks much happier minus his wife in the picture
The kids look carefree too
Don’t bother to say c-h-e-e-s-e
Click..! Click..! Click..!
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It was on just this sort of day
when the persistent rays of the sun
poured out over each and every blade
of grass in the vicinity
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Within the confines of
my room
In the comfort of my bed
Enveloped in a quilt
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