Shama Taimour Bukhari

Oceans are never silent, likewise the sky.
The waves whisper their secrets, embracing each other.
And they are separated, never to meet again.
But, I always see a flower in the ocean.
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The rain in the night or around a day,
Seems a blessing for many to play.
Some going to the beach, other climbing trees,
Few reading a book in a terrace not far,
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A home I dreamt of,
I lived in with you.
The blessings and nature,
my garden will grow.
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why the world is a little bad
Why the people are so sad?
Why are there lies around
Why are there wars for nothing
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Sometime far far away, a star glows and hides behind the moon.
Sometime far far away the moon smiles and hides behind the clouds.
Sometime far far away the sun shines and hides behind a mountain.
But sometime far far away.
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My abondened heart, though old and grey.
Still fondly sees around for you.
I left you behind, or time was unkind..
But we are living a life.to find.
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I lost you, my brother, I lost you.
I lost my world the day you left.
You were my father and a mother too.
I cried on your shoulders and whispered in your heart.
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for what she was punished,
No one knew, no one knows.
Centuries passed without shedding a tear.
For she was there half of her life.
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Sleep I when you not here..
Not in my memory, ,
Not in my thoughts, ,
But it is never so, ,
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It was me who lost you..
The walls were high..
The values were precious..
I cared more about them..
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Seasons are forever changing,
Winters cozy to love,
Spring, hand in hahd, summers the vacations all the way...
But Autumn is the time of separation....
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Seasons are forever... They come and go
But the sadness of heart is there to glow
Love is blind and world is cruel
The heart is lonely...the mind is full
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Those long summer days, spent with you.
Those cold shivering nights sitting by fire.
Those singing springs, milky water falls.
The seasons changing their moods.
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Many seasons, many weathers I have toiled..
Some were vague others coney..
The nights were long or the days lonely..
Mornings with a rainbow but nights all dark.
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It seems centuries we were a part of nature
Always together around the flowers with fragrance
Near the banyan tree with sparrows perching abound
Under the mulberry tree going round and round
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