Aabid Masroor Poems

Island-in an ocean of tears
I am single, alone and my fears
Which to repair is huge painted wall
With natures gift sunlight in snowfall
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Take a look in the mirror
Into your memories, Into your thoughts
Into your present, Into your past
Somehow I am there awake
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Flowers and sorrows, arise gloom and die
Seasons how can they twist knife in the cut
A full summer died in my arms but the spring
When freezing bough of months came back to alive
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Inclines- how much yet have I, to qualify long
Can I, but how to make, towards the inconstancy wrong
Though I smile and live sincerely there I have gone
From your memories and heart I do not belong
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Gone up in the attic oft
Mountain pores and love gardens
aloft
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Mother lookout-Again that bird has come
To repeat the same tones, sweetest some
In the dry, on the naked leafless tree
I do not know, why it is obscure to me
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I am not a stranger, who I am
I am a phenomenon worth seeing
See it again and again
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When in the midst of river
As open in the autumn shiver
I sit down upset and smoke
From the distance of little folk
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The moon on its silent road,
That hides in cloud whiz
There is silence in your woods
The owl, the walnut tree
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Straight streets he walks alone
No direction, displeased some
Within heart a ray of hope
Somebody will come
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