M. Asim Nehal Time Poems

now is the time
to merge in the ocean
of love and survive the waves
and grow old together
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I'm curious as to what happened to the lovely fragrance of love,
which was released by the crimson flower of life.

The memory icicles form in the interior dome of my mind
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Once upon a time, in a deep valley,
There lived a young shepherd with a flat belly.

He roamed the fields, tending his flock,
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Long time since I had fallen from,
The joy ride I was enjoying,
Those moments were real,
But now appears surreal.
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On the edge of time
Many a dream crumble
Like the leaves in autumn
To give birth to the new ones
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On the carpet of time
They are running like hare
Fast and furiously
With and without purpose
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