Vera Sidhwa Poems

I held an ice-cream cone,
Which fell out of my hand.
I tried to pick it up,
But the melted ice-cream did land,
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I held an ice-cream cone,
Which fell out of my hand.
I tried to pick it up,
But the melted ice-cream did land,
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All the notes that flew,
Through the air,
Landed on the ground.
It's zig-zag music,
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I love the passion of the air,
Perfumed by your presence.
You looked at me in such a way,
Your feelings sent so awesome.
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The way it burned,
Till I couldn't take anymore.
I took two of them,
And made sparks everywhere.
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With large eyes and holding a pan,
He begged for food and drink.
The rest of us didn't understand,
His predicament or need.
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What can I do,
When you act this way?
Your act of rudeness in everyway.
You scream at me I know.
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Oh, I liked to run along a boundary.
It's length I didn't measure.
The boundary itself was tempting.
That was what I treasured.
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I jumped over the ball.
Then the ball went rolling away,
Even though I told him to stay.
It just rolled and rolled astray.
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It's a need for me to be,
Loved by you and held by you,
And kissed by you.
It's a need for me.
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