Onaiza Simeen

The making of a pearl,
Is a saga of pain.
For it is created in the
Cradle of the ocean,
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Are marriages really made in heaven?
Then why do they turn into hell?

Because
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He makes poetry
Out of my pains
He is a master craftsman.
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I hold the lifeless you
In my arms
And cry;
I wait for the day
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Love me, love me, my baby
I shall die without you
Hold me in your embrace
Never, never let me go
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He tests my love,
My silly little baby!
As Shiva tested -
Uma’s steadfastness.
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'May God grant me the serenity to accept things
I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference.
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My Love,
Don’t love me so much,
I have lost and lost and lost
I have nothing to give but tears
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You are my shweeetu pongo pigmy
I want to hug you, smooch you,
Cuddle you, swing you,
Rock you, feed you
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Aap ke pyar ne,
Sirf ashq hi hamein diye,
Aap bin adhurey hum,
Jaane fir kis liye.
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Laughter is our chief source of existence,
Be it soft or loud.
Expressive as it always is,
It is meant to inject the spirit of joy,
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My love,
If we ever meet
Just lie on my lap
And tell me everything you wish
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How I love to see my newborn babe-
Basking in the sunshine
Of his own Elysium,
Far, far away
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I know we must part
Some day.
So I shared with you
My priceless balm,
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Have you ever seen -
The actual idol at Tarapeeth?

Its Neelkanthha on the lap of Shakti;
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Saw you once in a blue shirt.
Adored your oceanic depths,
Wished to compliment: “Exquisite! ”
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If the poet stands apart
From the person,
If the sun refracts
Each ray,
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Only if you can dare, my love,
Step out of your ventilator;
Only if there are no ifs and buts,
You’re welcome to my incubator.
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Pardon me, my love.
I selfishly superceded my limits.
It’s time we realize that:
Blind lanes with dead ends
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Hidden
Arks
Project
Perverse
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