Biography of Waqas Naeem
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Waqas Naeem's Works:
Waqas Naeem Poems
'let your lips smile and make my world shine let your hands tickle the fiber of my beating heart
I Can Never Hate You
Doe eyed dreamer Fidgety kisser Lover of rainbows and sunshine
There's this one place that never shuns me that always gives me shelter. That's my land of dreams
not a sentence came to completion and starved of words miserly, he waited in the symphonies
Afternoon, let me sleep in your cozy lap. No, no siesta, this Whirring memories of ancient night, when closed eyes had gasped for light
She is reading to me from a book. Looking down all the time, concentrating hard on the form the words take on in the luxurious candle-light.
To The Dictator
Write me off.... It's too soon, but write me off for now. I am not the competitor,
Too Early, Too Late
I waited In that hour When time had just had a hemorrhage Tick tock, Tick tock
There Was A Pause
There was a pause delicate forlorn and then, on went the world's fair.
There's No Stopping True Love
for what might you do to stop true love? say death, and I would prove you wrong!
On The Tin Roof
The rain on the slanted tin roof of the lodge sounded like a swarm of angry buzzing bees and the silent trees
I would like to go to sleep, and dream a distant dream, and wake up from that dream, to have a nice breakfast
Game Of Love
Death came to visit us, unexpected. I saw it for the first time, vividly, in the sprawling spring of her groans. As I tried to pull out of our abyss,
I would like to fly away... To another dusk To another dawn
In the darkest hour of last night,
Death came at my doorstep,
The broken latches, the creaking hinges of the door
welcomed its silent presence.
It came inside
and scanned the shades of solitude
that flickered from the shabby walls.
'the time has come'